The Dictionary says “Sponsor-- somebody responsible for another: somebody who becomes responsible for somebody else….”
During my diagnosis, I was a 1000 piece puzzle! I couldn’t even see remotely who I
was, what would become of me. A huge puzzle with no picture! I gave up before I even started…..literally! I was blessed (oh, it goes waaaaay beyond that!) with the most loving, supportive, even entertaining support team in the world. There are no words……………..(and speechless for me rarely happens!)
First,(and this is the hardest one to write!) Dr. Pipp and her wonderful staff--she spoke to me gently, held my hand, and (singlehandedly) helped me steer my ship in a different direction. She and her staff made a horrific time in my life quite bearable. They hugged me, cried with me, and gave my husband coffee and support. I no longer fear the future...I know that she will be right there by my side. My humble thank-you....
My husband John….I don’t know where to start. He carried me (at times, literally) through the most difficult time of my life. Oddly, we always thought it would be the other way around…..he is older than me, I was always healthier, all kinds of shallow, empty reasons. I have always felt that life is a big fat learning lesson, if you’re not learning something or being challenged, then it’s time to go home (Heaven, I hope!). I also ALWAYS said, I’d rather have financial problems than health problems. Ironically, that’s exactly how it started……for the first time (probably in our lives), money was not even an issue anymore. We had plenty (still do). So, on to part 2—Health and Wellness. And the “eenie-meenie-miney-moe” picked me. Rats! I cannot begin to tell all that he's done for me, my beautiful Big Boy. He’s attended every single Dr.’s appointment, every treatment, even slept in my room at the hospital. He’s fed me, kept me warm, scratched my back, rubbed my head, feet, and legs, brought me pills, kept everyone updated on my conditionand took over all my jobs, along with his, here at home…….the list is truly endless. He always says I would do the same for him…..I can only hope I would be this supportive. I love you, honey.
My son Eric.....You live far away but your almost daily phone calls were something I looked so forward to. Just hearing your voice and staying in touch made it feel like you were just down the street. I love you, Beaner.
My Sister Connie……Oh, Pinky, you’ll never know. Everytime I’m with you now, I want to get all sappy and gushy and tell you how grateful I am that God blessed me with you! (I’m truly sorry for that time I hid you under the bed….I was only 7 and had no idea how important you’d be in my life! …winking). I hold back, because I would only cry, then you would cry, and then we’d look so silly in the restaurant, Aunt Dee’s, or some other public place. Always know, the hand holding, presents, phone calls, presents, hugs, cards, presents were appreciated beyond words. I love you, Sweet Sister.
My Cousin Sue…..my one woman pep squad! Your lunch visits, soups, cookies, calls, emails, prayers, gifts, and cards were soooooooo greatly appreciated! You’ve been my Cousin Susie/best friend since we were 2 and you’re always there for me. Thank you soooooo much! I love you, Shweetie.
There are so many more…….relatives, church members, friends, and many strangers….friends of friends….that I never met sending their support, putting me on prayer chains. I received cards EVERYDAY, sometimes several in one day, all sending prayers and encouragement. A humble “Thank You” from deep in my heart……..
“Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.”
Live in the moment!
Lori
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