Laying here on a Monday when most people are at work. Thinking. Thinking. Thinking. Until I realize I’ve been thinking for the last six hours.
I managed to be somewhat productive. I set up this blog. How can you not love something where you can lay in bed and through the pain, set up a communication venue to get your story out there so you feel less alone? I love it.
As I look at my cats’ swollen bellies go up and down in their sleeping patterns, I constantly wonder; how they can do this everyday and not feel empty?
Today is the day when I decided to share my journey and show you what it’s like to be a cancer patient, lose your livelihood, and pick up your ass off the floor and make something of the rest of your life.
For years now, I’ve raised money for a certain cancer charity in Australia. I’ve been pretty damn successful at it too. It must be my marketing and advertising background. Because I knew nothing of how to fundraise before. I just did it. I asked people for money and they gave it to me. Imagine that. Damn good business model. Ask and ye shall receive.
I wish everything I believed in were that easy. Why does this work for me in this field? It worked before I had cancer and it’s working after my tumor has been removed. So simple. Ask and ye shall receive.
I don’t look at it as a religious answer. No, no! I look at it as a transparent question to which all people know the answer. Will you help me raise money for the cure? I’ve never met a person who said no to that.
Success in fundraising is not built on what you will give, but on what you will get back. What you have to teach about getting back is the feeling that you’re changing the world with your donation. Oh, you may get a trip or a medal. But what you’re truly getting back is soul food. Knowing that someone will feel better because of something you’ve given. If you give long enough or high enough amounts, you may even get your name on the wall. That’s called a legacy. That’s when you realize, you’ve made a serious difference.
So, as I lay here, feeling somewhat worthless, I have a flash in my mind that I’m on a wall. I’ve already changed my part of the world. I take a moment and realize I’m far from worthless. And it’s ok for me to lay here for a while…and heal. ❤️