I have this theory about life, I came up with it in my twenties, and unlike most things I thought I knew in my twenties, this one stuck. I think that a lot (not all, but a lot) of life’s ups and downs can be summed up in three words; work, weather and sex. And in order to feel ‘balanced’ or maybe just to feel like it’s been a ‘good day’, you have to have give and take with these three ideas. And while all 3 don’t have to be totally in sync, having just two of them going well for you can equal a pretty good attitude. For example, if you’re relationship with your husband is going well, and the sun is shining, it makes going to work not seem so bad. (Oh, and by ‘sex’ I really mean relationships…with family/friends/God/spouse/kids…connections, that sort of thing…And well, I also mean sex, as in ya know, sex. As I said, I was in my twenties.)
Another example…the weather is crappy and you’re at work=bummer. Or, take today for example, the kids are all home on their 7th snow day, they are happy and healthy and cuddly, work is slow so I have lots of time to focus on them and even though the weather is awful (and has been awful foreeeeever!) I’m calling today a win. I know, I know, life is way more complicated than work, weather, and sex….it’s just an outline, just a simplified idea, ya know. Am I rambling yet?
But, my point here in all of this, is that lately, I feel like there might be a fourth (super sucky) force here. ‘Cancer’ is creeping it’s way into my cute little triad. Everybody, everybody is dealing with cancer in some way. Maybe you’ve known someone to battle the beast? Maybe you’re battling yourself? Maybe you’ve lost someone you love to that a-hole cancer? Or maybe, you’re making choices to help ensure you don’t get cancer. I’m sure (if you’re still reading) you’ve been shaking your head to at least a few of these.
In our family, we’ve lost loved ones, watched (or are watching) loved ones fight for their lives. It’s the most heart-wrenching and helpless thing. We are making changes in our diets and lives to help prevent the “c” word. We try to buy (at least the dirty dozen) organic. We stay away from processed foods as much as possible, have changed beauty products like deodorant or lotions because of the cancer-causing agents in them. The letters GMO and BHT keep me up at night. I think it’s something that you could drive your self totally nuts about…and I try not to…because deep down I know there are certain things that are just out of my control. If I sound preachy, I certainly don’t mean to. What I do hope to sound is pissed. I’m pissed for all of those fighting a battle that they had no choice in and I’m pissed for anyone who is hurting because of cancer.
So, I do what I can. This year will mark my 7th year with St. Baldrick’s, and I have a sense of urgency like never before. Kids! Our Babies! Are getting cancer! And, what’s worse, is that there is still so much unknown about pediatric cancer, that the treatments have life long effects on our babies. This is not okay.
At our St. Baldrick’s Event, this year on March 16th, we stand together to help fight childhood cancer. We hug and cry and shave some heads in the hope that we’ll never have to do it again. It’s a beautiful thing, really. It reminds me of a quote by one of my favorite writers, Glennon, about a word she invented “brutiful”. She says, “Life’s brutal and beautiful are woven together so tightly that they can’t be separated. Reject the brutal, reject the beauty. So now I embrace both, and I live well and hard and real.” Brutiful.
St. Baldrick’s is a way that I can help, and if you’d like to help too, click here to make a donation. As an event organizer, I’ve set a fundraising goal of $1,000 for myself this year (I usually leave the goals to the shavees) and I would be grateful to any help that you can offer. I would encourage you to take a minute to read the facts about childhood cancer while you’re there.
I’m also showing up for my dear friend and Anna’s BFF’s mama, Angie. Through this brutal disease, has blossomed a beautiful friendship. Angie continues to fight like a girl, but as you can imagine this fight gets expensive. If you’d like to help out with medical expenses, click here to help and to see a gorgeous video done by one of Ang’s friends. And your prayers, well-wishes and good vibes sure do help too.
Work, weather, sex…and cancer. I’m not okay with that. I’m fired up and I hope you are too.
Much love (and thanks for reading).
As if you needed more randomness…I snapped this picture of the snow this morning and couldn’t help but think how brutiful it was. The winter is cold and brutal, but so very beautiful.