#148 - Don't Like Lonely Valentine's Day

​A Good or Bad Holiday?

A year ago, I celebrated Valentine's Day, not knowing that there would be big changes in my life. I enjoyed the silly holiday of cards and candy.

It's a treat today, to face this holiday with good health and to have the "bumpy road" behind me. But I'm thinking of a few I know right now, who are just at the beginning of the road.

I wish I could be of more help to others, who are just getting started, facing fears and unknowns.  If they're like me, they don't want to be pestered with pep talks about the "journey" ahead. And they might even be annoyed by Valentine Hoopla.

​Holidays feel different, with cancer.

How Can I Offer Support?
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I wish I had made a plan for getting involved with cancer patients or survivors or whatever you call us.  I didn't even think about finding a support group in my most difficult months. But I do feel like I have plenty to offer at this point.  And I have plenty of questions for those who have been there, as well. ​

My heart goes out to those who are having surgery or starting treatment today. This holiday will always be a little tainted by the memory. 

Heading off With Valentines and Candy

I gave up on figuring out a way to help with cancer folks. Instead, I bought a few cards and some chocolate hearts and headed to another place, to offer support.

Once again I made a wig decision. Even though I've stopped wearing the wig, I wanted my visit to go well. I needed to be recognized. It's been 8 months since I've seen my 4 dear, elderly friends at the skilled nursing facility. There was a decent chance all 4 would no longer be alive. But they were! And I spent time with each of them, visiting in their rooms. It took a while for Dorothy and Dot to remember me.  One has poor eyesight and the other has memory issues. It made it extra fun when they both finally figured out who I was.  "When are you coming back with your quilt!" "We've missed you!" 

I don't plan to go back with my regular group gatherings.  But their smiles and warmth will keep me returning for visits. I won't need Valentine's Day as an excuse.