Woman at barre class I had never met before (score!)
Here’s why I’m a fan of giving people compliments as soon as they pop into my mind. This lady had no idea that Karen has cancer, that her short hair isn’t really a choice. And yeah, she’s right: Karen looks amazing and she does have the face to pull it off. She’s a straight-up Cancer Babe.
Don’t keep those compliments to yourself. Go ahead and make somebody’s day.
As a child, I hated my birthday parties because I was always fearful that I wouldn’t appear grateful enough for the gifts I’d received, and a part of me is just as fearful today that we won’t properly be able to thank all of the people who have done so much for us in just two and a half years.
There’s a lot of power in the words “thank you” and nobody uses that simple phrase as much as they ought to, but even those words seem insufficient. The universe and its people have been so kind that some days, my throat could close up just thinking about it.
We get texts and emails and Facebook messages, sometimes from total strangers. We get cards and surprises in the mail. We got surprise desserts on a night out at Borough and I literally cried at the table and then stuffed all those feelings inside with some really beautiful sweets that I ought to have Instagrammed first (no regrets).
We got Ralph. We got a sweet little house and a Good Samaritan and a lot of luck. We got doctors and nurses who cared enough about other people that when they were choosing what to do with their lives, they picked “making people better.” Seriously if you haven’t full-on hugged a medical professional in your life, I encourage you to do it.
We went on a long-overdue honeymoon (apparently the radiation center “doesn’t count as a honeymoon”) because my company and Aaron’s company AND THE COUNTRY OF BELIZE just decided hey, you know who should go on a honeymoon? THESE GUYS. And they made it happen and yep, yep, my throat is closing up again.
It’s easy to be there at the big things. For brain surgeries and babies being born. People know what to do for the big things: you bring a hot dish, you say the rosary, you send a card.
We’re less sure about the in between, the day to day. So here’s what you need to know: there’s no such thing as a little thing, and we’re grateful every day for every single act of kindness the world has shown us.
Life is not fair, it never was. But it’s as beautiful as ever.