There seems to be an unwavering sense of solidarity within the cancer community, and most especially within the breast cancer community. I went through a minute of thinking because my cancer is now primarily Neuroendocrine cancer, I might not be able to speak of my ills and triumphs with as close of a connection to the women that I have befriended. Yes, stupid, I know, but all sorts of things muddle the mind when undergoing such trauma, pain, and emotional changes. We are all one, as maybe Bono might say in relation to global wellness. We are though. It isn’t as trite or over commercialized as maybe it sounds. The reality is that I was able to meet a friend whom I hadn’t met face to face before, without any awkwardness but with a clear sense of one another and our experiences. We met here within the blogging world of cancer. We had a lovely connection online and symmetry to some of the hardships. When I read she would be in Seattle it felt natural to try to connect. Such a lovely but short lunch and time together. I felt more like we should curl up with some tea by a fire and talk for hours than be in a loud restaurant. Honesty and clarity are something I crave within friendships right now while I attempt to heal; I am grateful for both my old dear friends and the new ones that can grasp this insane ride.
This time of year I always want to count my blessings, and all of you whom I haven’t ‘met’ are among them. It is through hardships that we can recognize the most beautiful friendships. So, thank you.