A friend of mine’s husband was suddenly hospitalized with a broken back, they too have a large family and she was being tested for cancer. Our community swooped in silently while they were out. Friends cleaned her house top to bottom; we took all of their washing; people did a roster for meals and child care; meals were dropped off; shopping and food vouchers were purchased and healthy lunch box snacks were made. And guess what… yep! She cried!! (They are both FINE now). read more →
When my friend’s 7- year-old daughter was diagnosed with cancer, I arranged (only by the grace of God) for her to go to a concert of her favorite singer. She also met the singer and had backstage passes!!! The squeal of excitement from her when her mommy told her what the plans were… oh my gosh, I’ve never felt that feeling before! Soooo many emotions bubbled up inside me. It was such a huge blessing!!! – Marissa
Last year in May of 2016, our friend and former classmate was brushing his teeth when he felt a lump on his neck. He was 11 at the time and just about to finish the 5th grade when he was diagnosed with Stage 1 Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. We couldn’t believe that someone so young, active and healthy could have cancer. read more →
Last week I was visiting my father in the hospital. My dad has late-stage cancer and is dying. read more →
I was diagnosed with stage 4 Follicular Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma in May 2004. My youngest child was four at the time. 10 months later, my dad died, and 30 hours after my dad passed away, my husband died. The doctors gave me very little hope of raising my son. read more →
I’m an addicted knitter and very active on Ravelry.com, a world-wide knitting community. During the last 5 years, I met people from all over the world online or in real life. There are thousands of groups for different interests. One of them is a group which swaps socks worldwide. That’s where I met Kathy from Boston, also an addicted knitter and always up for a challenging pattern and special yarns. We became friends and shared patterns. Kathy flew to Germany frequently staying for just stayed for a couple of days each time but we never managed to meet. read more →
In October 2015, I was diagnosed with stage 3b cancer. I’ve finished all treatments and am now in remission, but going through the experiences of radiation and chemo, I learned how hard it is, not only on the patient but for caregivers as well. Since then I’ve tried to be conscious of opportunities to reach out to families dealing with cancer. read more →
I told Missy today that I needed my nails painted, that the red polish was chipped. She told me as soon as she had the time she would get to it.
It made me think about 10 or 11 years ago a friend of hers was dying from cancer. She was at home and it was near the end. Missy would go over every day after work and stay for about an hour so that her husband could take a break. Her mother was already gone and she had no children, no sisters, no sisters in law… just a few good friends who would come by. Her husband also had Hospice coming daily and a visiting nurse. read more →
There’s an older couple in the Palo Alto, CA area who have no idea that their gesture of paying for my daughter and her friend’s lunch is comforting a grieving community. read more →
I was diagnosed with stage 4 Follicular Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma in May 2004. My youngest child was only four at the time.
Ten months later, my dad died and 30 hours after my dad passed away, my husband died. The doctors were giving me very little hope for raising my son. read more →
Not so long ago, I saw a red Honda on the side of the road with the flashers blinking. I slowed and saw a woman on the passenger’s side. I didn’t want to frighten her but wanted to know if I could help. A little way ahead, I saw a man in his late seventies walking along carrying a gas can. I sped up and asked if he needed a lift. He smiled and thanked me as he climbed in. I told him there was a station about a mile up the road. Almost ashamed of himself, he admitted that he’d had a lot on his mind lately and didn’t even think about gassing up. read more →
I went to Emergency with a severe gallstone attack and was placed in a chair (no beds) next to an older lady, who was having problems post-op (for cancer). Whilst there, I passed out from the pain, it was an odd feeling as I was fully aware of what was going on, but unable to move or respond. read more →