We Are All in This Together

How about those Cowboys? I'm writing this as if I'm a real sports buff—not. I went for coffee this morning and I can just hear the buzz. I was at Matthew's basketball game last night (which they won!) and a few people had their iPod going so they could listen to the game. Have you ever wondered what it must feel like for the players to have so many people mad at you? Yikes.

Anyway, on a non-sports related issue, I wanted to thank the Dallas Morning News and the Park Cities People for such a great week. I enjoyed meeting you all and I truly thank you for allowing me to share my story in hopes of helping others.

I have received so many e-mails from people expressing their sweet thoughts in addition to telling me their story. I titled this post "We Are All in This Together" because after the experience this week and all of the e-mails and comments I have received, it's so clear.

We all reach out to someone or something for comfort or to fulfill a need. Just remember a person may not be in your life just for you—it may be for them. Give a piece of yourself. Even if it's for 5 minutes. We need a piece of everyone around us, whether we know it or not.

One question that I have been asked a lot this week is how I stay so positive or have the outlook that I have. The easy answer is that it's just all a mind set. But, the real answer is that I have a lot of support, I have had several angels step into my life, I have accepted my situation, and I really really want to be happy—no matter the obstacles.

I of course, have my days and have moments that I question. But, before this happened, I was always a believer of the power of energy and tried to surround myself with people who had a good attitude about life and who could laugh at things they do—not take their self too seriously.

Then, when I became sick, I think everyone who knew me established that energy between them and it started to snowball into prayers across the country. I just recently found out that I had a prayer list going in third world countries. I am praying for them everyday, I guess it just proves that we are all in this together.

Love,
Jen

P.S.

The most obvious thing that keeps me going is that I am alive. Being able to experience things like my husband's voice or hear family say they love me, is the gift that the mystery above has given me. That is a much bigger gift than having hands or feet. I can still walk and do things, but do it just a little bit differently than you do. :)