Aug 12, 2008 01:03PM
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I thought I could do this but now I am not sure at all. Once again the tears are streaming down my face.
I have spent the last 2 days trying to sort out my feelings and come to terms with my overwhelming emotions without much luck.
As much as the weekend meant to me and always will, I came home to find that life goes on. I found out yesterday that I have been having some kind of reaction to my chemo. They stopped it in the middle, gave me more benedryl and sent me home. The next steps, I have no idea yet. I came to the forum and find the news about Ronni and am just devastated. Then i see the frightened posts from a few having their first recuurence or starting their chemo for the first time. I read about bohan (Sharon) losing her hair. All of this brings a whole new set of emotions flooding in.
I want you all to know that this past weekend was for all of us whether you were able to make it or not. I just finished giving an interview to my local paper and I made sure that she knew that the weekend was not just about us all meeting. That we would like to see this as a first step, no matter how small, as a step towards raising ovarian cancer awareness, that we would all like to see teal become as prominent as pink and that if we can help to save even one woman's life from this horrible beast that we would know that our own fight was not in vain.
I don't know if I could ever write about this weekend as beautifully as some of the others did as I am still having trouble even coming up with words to describe it, but I promise to try. And I can't post as many pictures as my moms camera is not the same as mine. But the others had pictures that told the whole story.
I did notice that many referred to their journals. For those of you who do not know, I purchased a journal for everyone there to be used for whatever they wanted. The most wonderful part was we were able to write our own message to each other. Though it was a small item compared to what some of the others gave, it has come to mean so much to me. To have a note written by each of you in your own handwriting and not typed out makes you real. And I havwe to aplogize for the chicken scratches you recieved from me. My penmenship is not as good as it used to be and mix that with several drinks, well I know that you are lucky if you can even read half of what I wrote. So in the days to come, I will send each of you a message that I hope you will print off and put in your journal. No better yet, I will write a letter, but I promise that you will be able to read it.
See it is just as I thought. I guess that I am not emotionally ready to write about the weekend. But I will. You have to also excuse my typos as it is hard to see through the tears.
I know that there was a lot of aprehension for many about the whole concept of the weekend. But I hope that in reading everyones thoughts and comments, that will have changed for many of you and that next year so many more of you will decided to come. And yes, that is my dream, for this to become a yearly event, with each year being bigger and better than the last. Whether I am around to come to even one more, I hope that someone will take over and continue on. Though I plan on attending many more, I do not know what the future holds for me. None of us do, but to know that this first time will be carried on, makes me feel proud to have been a part of it. Some day I want to be able to look down upon all of you still here and see the smiles on your faces and the tears in your eyes as you too meet for the first time. I want to be able to look down and see teal everywhere I look and to hope that I will always have a special place in everyones heart for being able to get something like this started.
No, I have not recieved any bad news, but I am just facing the reality of my situation. I cannot even stand the thought of ever losing any one of you and I hope that I have made some kind of impact to you so that you will always remember me.
OK, so I guess that I will have to try again with a journal of the weekend. I just have to get past all of these emotions.
All of my love to each of you.
Chris
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