You and I barely knew one another growing up-- you were a year ahead of me in school in KCMO. But I fondly recall you running for President of the student body in junior high-- and although I didn't really know you well, at all (I think our families may have been members at the same country club, not sure) I always sort of admired your strength, fortitude, and determination-- no matter what got in your way. You were a very strong and well-mannered young female... with great ambition and obvious "goals". Several on this post have mentioned your bravery-- and although I hardly knew you, the word "bravery" instantly comes to my mind., as well.
I write to you now because last night, after taking a drop of CBD to help with sleep, out of the blue, I had THE longest dream about you. Go figure! I hadn't thought about you since we were young kids in middle school! How odd is that? It was a cool dream, though. We were good friends in this dream, good friends. And you were someone I looked up to for guidance and direction. In this lengthy (and beautiful) dream, I'd come to visit you at your flat in Italy (in Rome). Your apartment was amazing-- looked over a courtyard in Vatican City with horse-drawn buggies and gladiators, nuns, and priests. We got along so well. You were just dear! So kind and so generous. We had a nice time. You were a bit of a leader, teaching me new things-- things I didn't know about where I was there in Rome visiting you (but in reality, I adore Italy-- and travel there quite often!). It was a crazy dream. But so warm and fuzzy. Quite pleasant!
I'll never understand why my mind chose to dream of YOU suddenly-- just out of the blue, like that! But I think perhaps it may mean a little something. I'm just not sure what, exactly (yet)! My little dog was in the dream, too. And we all took a long flight, at one point (either back to the states or onto Hawaii). I mean-- this dream went on for hours on end. I awakened with such a smile on my face. It was so nice to see you again. India. And to finally be friends, as for some reason, we never really were actual friends as youngsters. Only acquaintances in the halls of the schools we attended.
I hope you are well, India-- and doing better. Be healthy, and please be safe. Take care--
Hi, India...Severa here. I am so very sorry to hear that you are experiencing this dreadful disease. I have a bad case of neuropathy
And am sure I cannot mat ch your bravery.....doesn’t surprise me lthat all of your messages point to your bravery!
If there is anything I can do I hope you will let me know. My email is severa@gmail.com, phone 608-2987591.
Normally, I wish people many opportunities. I am sorry that you are getting so many. However, it sounds as if you are taking them in stride and with humor. I have been in this journey (blood cancer) a bit longer than you, and have a number of "opportunities " under my belt. If you feel the need for a chin wag, give a call. You can also check out my Caringbridge.org site. My recommendation is tell your provider everything, no matter how insignificant you think it might be. Take care. Shannon Humphrey 816 694-9727
"Cancer offers more opportunities to be brave than you'd ever know..." This is my new favorite quote. You are a goddess among us - and we will share your godess-like strength and courage and multiply it and send it back to you in tenfold. By allowing us to partake in your experience you are provide all of us the opportunity to be there in heart and spirit and soul.
You and I barely knew one another growing up-- you were a year ahead of me in school in KCMO. But I fondly recall you running for President of the student body in junior high-- and although I didn't really know you well, at all (I think our families may have been members at the same country club, not sure) I always sort of admired your strength, fortitude, and determination-- no matter what got in your way. You were a very strong and well-mannered young female... with great ambition and obvious "goals". Several on this post have mentioned your bravery-- and although I hardly knew you, the word "bravery" instantly comes to my mind., as well.
I write to you now because last night, after taking a drop of CBD to help with sleep, out of the blue, I had THE longest dream about you. Go figure! I hadn't thought about you since we were young kids in middle school! How odd is that? It was a cool dream, though. We were good friends in this dream, good friends. And you were someone I looked up to for guidance and direction. In this lengthy (and beautiful) dream, I'd come to visit you at your flat in Italy (in Rome). Your apartment was amazing-- looked over a courtyard in Vatican City with horse-drawn buggies and gladiators, nuns, and priests. We got along so well. You were just dear! So kind and so generous. We had a nice time. You were a bit of a leader, teaching me new things-- things I didn't know about where I was there in Rome visiting you (but in reality, I adore Italy-- and travel there quite often!). It was a crazy dream. But so warm and fuzzy. Quite pleasant!
I'll never understand why my mind chose to dream of YOU suddenly-- just out of the blue, like that! But I think perhaps it may mean a little something. I'm just not sure what, exactly (yet)! My little dog was in the dream, too. And we all took a long flight, at one point (either back to the states or onto Hawaii). I mean-- this dream went on for hours on end. I awakened with such a smile on my face. It was so nice to see you again. India. And to finally be friends, as for some reason, we never really were actual friends as youngsters. Only acquaintances in the halls of the schools we attended.
I hope you are well, India-- and doing better. Be healthy, and please be safe. Take care--
RBS