Good Things

I have wanted to write for some time about the many good things that happened to me in Sally Land. They are vast and numerous! I couldn't begin to write or tell or remember all of them.... Suffice it to say, most people step up!

Sometimes, especially when you have behavioral health isuues, it is hard to remember that while you may be being held hostage by a disease, life is still going on. Thank you, to each and every one of you, who have been with me through this. I have often not been easy to be with. But even when I couldn't see through my disappiontment with life, you did. When I wouldn't get out of bed, you laid with me. When I threw up on you, you offered me the washcloth. When I didn't know how to keep going, you were strong enough to pull me through.

It's an interesting position of knowing you have a terminal illness. On the one hand, I want to take care of the many practical matters surrounding death and dying. On the other hand, I want to throw it all out and just be normal. It is slowly sinking in that there is a new "normal" in town. I'm still here. And you are still here.

I've learned how uncomfortable cancer and death and dying is for some people. I've learned how most of my peers are being faced with the potential loss of one of their peers due to illness for the very first time. I am learning that the words I often use seem appropriate to me but often really freak other people out. But you are still here.

All of you have done something for me. You may not know it, but you have. Thank you.

All in all, life is good. And I have been very, very blessed. It's me that's changed. And that leads back to the behavioral health specialists......