I’m freaking awesome!
I just felt like saying that.
Anyone want to argue? I didn’t think so. It’s my blog and I’ll say what I want, especially about how freaking awesome I am.
I posted a new picture … finally. The old one was from Thanksgiving Day! The new one is from this week. My hair has change a bit, don’t you think? On bad days, I look like Ronald McDonald. On good days, I look like Sarah Jessica Parker (in the shorter hair years and not the same color hair). Fortunately, with my magical leave-in conditioner, the good days outnumber the bad.
Wouldn’t it be cool to have magical leave-in condition for life? Ha ha ha. I cracked myself up.
Ok. Maybe I’m up too late. I probably should go to bed now.
One thing before I go. You all know how much I like music, especially lyrics. Doesn’t matter if it’s cheesy bubblegum pop, serious blues or something in between. I just think it’s all poetry. (Granted – some of it is really bad poetry! But there is beauty in that, too.) Here are a few lines that spoke to me today. They are from a song on a CD collection a friend put together. I play it once almost every single day. Lisa is a Stage IV breast cancer survivor and she put together the songs with suggestions from other survivors. She named the collection, “Songs to Live By,” and I think they are!
This is from “Calling All Angels” by Jane Siberry and k.d. lang.
and every day you gaze upon the sunset
with such love and intensity
why it’s … it’s almost as if
if you could only crack the code
then you’d finally understand what this all means
but if you could … do you think you would
trade it in
all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you’d miss
the beauty of the light upon this earth
and the sweetness of the leaving
And this long distance dedication goes out to Ally, who is in the hospital right now dealing with a stroke. Ally is a young survivor with three very small children at home (6, 3 and 2, I think) and one teenager. I met her (in person) in Tennessee a few weekends ago and she is more freaking awesome than me. 😉 She had chemo-related heart failure and forced the doctors to do a procedure on her where she had zero chance of survival (versus zero chance of a living a week without it) and she survived. Before the stroke a couple of days ago, she was waiting to get a heart pump, which would take pressure off of her heart and maybe help it recover (over years) or at least buy her time for a heart transplant (for which she has to survive cancer for five years). She is a fighter. She is awesome. She needs to live so she can go home to those babies. So, think about Ally. Keep her in your prayers.