I'm told I am an inspiration...that I am somehow inspiring. Mostly, I am tired! LOL...
I want to do what God wants me to do: use my talents wisely, but I struggle with fear and worry which drains me and makes me ineffectve. This last week has been an exception, I don't know why but the weariness is gone. I am practicing believing what is reflected back to me and that I am going to help somehow, someone through this awful journey with cancer.
Because, tired or not, I am still here to have these problems and still willing and able to use my experiences to help in some small way. I believe that even on the worst day that there is always something to be thankful for and you can look anywhere to find someone who is in need more than you are. We are all here together, to help each other I think.
Take your talents, dust them off, and step out in faith...because fear wins if you let it...and God is bigger than my fears. I can help today, this minute, in some way, tired or not.
And that, dear reader, inspires me to move! :)
Storytelling from the life of a cancer survivor who has HOPE on Hand to share with others about life's challenges and joys and how to be grateful for both!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Today is for George Bennett...
I am going to start a 5013c...just as soon as I am done with this blog post...
George, you are my friend, ,mentor and hero...after knowing how you've inspired me, it is here, dear reader, I HOPE to inspire you and at the very least make you laugh out loud...My friend George (along with many others I am sad to say) is fighting cancer.
Cancer Sucks...let me be the 1st to say it out loud (in print)...cancer pisses me OFF, pardon the Boston attitude, but man, I am HOT about this topic...and about trying to do something about it!
I'm just one person, I mean, what difference can I make? It prompts me to tell the story of the starfish they told in church (albeit badly) this weekend:
An old man was walking on the beach, amongst many thousands of starfish washed ashore by the tides.
A small child was tossing the starfish back, one by one...well you know the rest...the boy says that it matters to the one (starfish he just put back)
Are you sitting there wondering how you can help? Drop me a line...I'd be happy to offer suggetsions
Or, are you one of the unlucky ones (like I was at one time) who are wondering just what the hell happened to your life when a cancer diagnosis turned it UPSIDE down. I am so sorry if you are one of these people. I can say now the journey was just as much blessing as curse but that comes only after the fact. Sad to say I've lost alot of friends to this stupid, hateful disease.
My life's purpose, I believe, is to try and help one person at a time through this challenging phase (for lack of a significantly better term).
Check back periodically to see my progress and thank you to GB for the fire under my butt...
UPDATE: George died of his cancer 7/5/2011 :(
George, you are my friend, ,mentor and hero...after knowing how you've inspired me, it is here, dear reader, I HOPE to inspire you and at the very least make you laugh out loud...My friend George (along with many others I am sad to say) is fighting cancer.
Cancer Sucks...let me be the 1st to say it out loud (in print)...cancer pisses me OFF, pardon the Boston attitude, but man, I am HOT about this topic...and about trying to do something about it!
I'm just one person, I mean, what difference can I make? It prompts me to tell the story of the starfish they told in church (albeit badly) this weekend:
An old man was walking on the beach, amongst many thousands of starfish washed ashore by the tides.
A small child was tossing the starfish back, one by one...well you know the rest...the boy says that it matters to the one (starfish he just put back)
Are you sitting there wondering how you can help? Drop me a line...I'd be happy to offer suggetsions
Or, are you one of the unlucky ones (like I was at one time) who are wondering just what the hell happened to your life when a cancer diagnosis turned it UPSIDE down. I am so sorry if you are one of these people. I can say now the journey was just as much blessing as curse but that comes only after the fact. Sad to say I've lost alot of friends to this stupid, hateful disease.
My life's purpose, I believe, is to try and help one person at a time through this challenging phase (for lack of a significantly better term).
Check back periodically to see my progress and thank you to GB for the fire under my butt...
UPDATE: George died of his cancer 7/5/2011 :(
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