Peace Love & Beer

It's funny. I've felt so normal this week that it's hard to believe I'm headed to Vandy tomorrow to talk to doctors and have a bunch of tests done. They've found me a donor. Yes, that's wonderful news but, up until now, I've thought of my "donor" as being something they make up in a lab. When they called me this week and told me, it finally dawned on me that this PERSON out there is giving me their bone marrow to save my life. wow. How does one... wow. I can't even begin to put into words... I just wish I could do something like that for someone.

So, yeah, typically me, instead of staying focused and writing questions down and getting paperwork together and doing the kinda things I should have done to get ready for this very important trip, I went on a sewing binge. I've sewn all week and done nothing but sew. Hmmmm. I think it's called avoiding. Maybe that's why I feel like I'm going on a small vacation. I've been wanting to go to Nashville since we moved here. My mama and oldest sister were born there. I've heard that there are all kinds of fun stuff to do there. After all, I won't be with the doctors and having tests done the ENTIRE time I'm there, right? Might as well have a little fun and enjoy the trip. And yet, all week, these questions come to mind, I push them aside, tell myself I'll write them down later, and go back to sewing. So, here I am, the night before I leave and nothing written down except these words on my blog.

It has been a really good week. More energy than I've been used to, an actual train of thought without it turning into a train wreck, some creativeness. Not too bad. I've enjoyed it. It's almost 1 a.m. and I'm sorta packed. Still need to shower. All my sewing is done. sorta.

Randomness.

Thanks so much for all the cards, calls, emails, thoughts, prayers & chants. I hold all very dear to my heart and consider myself very lucky to have such wonderful & caring people in my life. Life is good.

Something else that's funny. Once you start feeling "normal" and start to think "straight", you have so many thoughts that you can't think "straight". Don't expect this post to make "sense".

I miss Peggy. Seems like a month since she was here making jewelry with me but it's only been a week. I miss you Peggy! I'll come by FCC when I get back.

I'm so very thankful for my sisters. I can't imagine life without them. I love our diversity. They make me see things thru different eyes. I love their support and words of wisdom. I love everything about them and wouldn't change them for the world.

Chuck, thank you for being my friend and for the sweet emails. You've touched my life more than you know.

I bought a couple of wigs a few weeks ago. I actually found one very similar to my real hair which I find quite amuzing.

Ian - my soul.

Hannah - my heart.

Marty, my rock.

So, I find myself addicted to facebook and all it's brainless applications. Eh, it gives me something to do. At least the brainless applications I'm addicted to help with saving the rain forests, save the oceans, and donate to St. Jude.

Deb, thanks for the trip down memory lane! wow! Those pictures really took me back. We had such a Norman Rockwell childhood! No regrets. Meet me at the triangle!

Love you, Mir.

Gary & Tina - Love you both.

Love you all!

donor bowling!