As I mentioned when I first started writing about my experience with cancer, there is an entire underworld of do-gooders, a world of people who just practice random acts of kindness for no other reason than the fact that they are good people. I am sure these people are there for everybody but it seems that once one is diagnosed with cancer, this world becomes hyper-active. Over the past 2 weeks I have been lucky to be one of the fortunate souls that have experienced the kindness of this underground angel network.
I have been finding writing very therapeutic, the challenge I have with writing is sometimes focusing on quantity and not quality. So I decided that every Friday I am going to highlight a few of the random acts of kindness that I have been blessed with during the week. So here we go:
First, as I’ve stated before old friends never cease to amaze me and I want to point out 2 that will always have a special place in my heart, if for no other reason they reached out during a time of need. First I can’t thank Lynn enough. One of my oldest friends Lynn and I really started talking again in earnest a couple of years ago … not sure how or why it happened, but we just re-connected. I am glad we did. Lynn has been my connection to Steubenville and a friendly voice in times of need.
Secondly is another old friend, in fact so old my Mother and his mother shared hospital rooms when My Brother and I were born and Mark and his brother were born. I haven’t talked to Mark in probably 15 or 20 years, and out of the blue I get the following text message:
“My friend I wanted to let you know you’re in my thoughts and prayers. I know its been a number of years since we’ve talked but you are still one of my closest friends. Hang in there buddy, I plan to stay in touch”. He went on to send another where he coined the phrase “just beat it” that has become a kind of unofficial battle cry. The simple fact that the guy picked up the phone and sent me text means so much, it means that I’m not in this alone. Thanks Marky!
Lastly I want to go back to this secrete world of do-gooders. My sister has a friend, Marcy, who is a teacher in Wheeling, WV. She must have mentioned me to some friends at work, and this is the message my sister received from Marcy:
Again I don’t know these people – In fact I have no idea who they are, and quite frankly they have no idea of who I am. I can’t stop thinking about how lucky I am to have complete stranger, saying prayers on my behalf. In some ways I actually feel a little guilty about it, certainly there are more deserving people than me that these folks could be praying for, but they made the decision to pray for me, how lucky can a guy be.
It really is interesting how circumstances open ones eyes to different thing and different experiences. No matter how this thing ends, I know I am a better person for having experienced what I’ve experienced so far and I will go as far to say I think those that I am sharing this with are also better for having seen it.
I am looking forward to next week, it promises to be interesting to say the least. If you enjoy reading my thoughts I am excited to write next Monday’s entry, “Allow me to Introduce Myself” if should be heartfelt and funny.
Thanks for giving me an opportunity to share my thoughts.