Heavy post alert...
It's about this time of year when I start thinking about my cancer journey again, not that it ever really leaves your mind.
I think about having just celebrated my kids' birthdays.
I think about this time three years ago when I had lost my hair to chemo and was resting a lot on my couch and gingerly moving up and down our stairs post-surgery (for the first time).
I think of my friends I grew closer to during our cancer battles, that are no longer here to share stories with. Abe...Beth... Katrina...Cindy Lou
I think of all the drives to Denver over the last three years and seeing Anschutz (and Children's Hospital right next door) and never getting comfortable with the amount of people being served.
I think about preparing to gather my friends and family to hike to the top of Mt Crested Butte for the Living Journeys Summit Hike. Last year, we even ran the dang thing (okay there was some walking in there), remember dragging my butt up that Paul Ray and Carrie Jo Chernoff and Mark Gwillim?
I think about the tough decision to quit my career job and focus on my healing and my relationships with my kids, my husband and God.
All of these things I hold closely and strongly in my mind and heart. All of these things I can still reflect back on because of the immense support offered my family. All of these things are so overwhelming to go through. For friends and family, it can seem so confusing to know how best to serve someone you love during things like this.
Here is one way...
Living Journeys is an incredible local, community non-profit organization that continues to help my family and many, many more. They would normally be extremely engaged in preparations for their traditional annual Summit Hike right now, but our current global health challenges have changed that. (Virtual event still happening! ). Join me in raising funds for Living Journeys because no one in Gunnison County should have to fight cancer alone. Thank you, thank you, thank you.