Two years ago this month I was diagnosed with Ovarian Cancer – and started on a dark journey of hospitals, needles, chemotherapy, nausea, and pain. I have been reflecting on this time as I pass the anniversary. The thing that stands out the most is how much goodness I saw in others as I struggled through. It was remarkable to me at the time and continues to be a source of inspiration.
The people I knew well (close friends and family) banded together to form a shelter, so that I rarely worried about my next meal, a ride to the hospital, being alone, or even doing laundry. My people were beyond generous with their time and resources – and I feel grateful for that every day.
But even outside of my own clan, goodness came to me from all kinds of strangers.