- Be Positive. As hard as that is… but, try your absolute best to see the bright side at all times.
- Do what you need to do, to do you. If you love to paint. PAINT. If you dance. DANCE. Whatever it is, take the time to be you for awhile. Especially if you’re feeling depressed.
- Stay active.
- Eat healthy.
- And mostly… let yourself be loved and feel loved.
Of course I know nothing because I do not have cancer, didn’t have to shave my head, and I am not going through chemotherapy. However, I have eyes and I have watched how my mom chose to tackle this head on.
I can’t wait for this all to end. I absolutely hate seeing my mother in disarray. Today I made the mistake of saying, “At least you only have 5 weeks left.” What do I know? My mom replied to me by saying she understood why her friend, Donna, was so sick of people telling her that towards the end of chemo. I didn’t understand until she explained it as if someone told you that they were sorry you had the flu but at least you only have to feel that way for five more weeks. Nobody wants the flu… let alone five weeks of the flu…or in the case of chemo twenty weeks. No thank you.
Like I have said before it is easy to overlook moms cancer because she wears it like its the latest fashion trend. Seriously. She is stunning.
My mom tries to follows the steps I listed above and because of that she rocks cancer like she is in control and not the other way around. My mom has her moments and her bad days but who can blame her. She is Going through the big “C” and I don’t mean Chlamydia (remember?)
She was given so many hats, scarves, and headbands that I have lost count of how many she has. She may kick me and my husband out of her home and use our room as a hat closet. Okay, I am exaggerating…but not by much.
I had the joy of photographing my mom in SOME of the items given to her as she is so thankful for all her gifts. We didn’t have the time to photograph her in every hat so if you don’t see your gift below please don’t take it personally. I even gifted her some headbands and they are not featured. I mean it when I say there are no favorites. She loves them all and rocks them all too. My mom has even gone out to buy shoes and new clothes to match her new hats/scarves. She is a diva after all. Not really… but she was a cheerleader. And once a cheerleader always a cheerleader. Right team?
“Special thanks to those of you who made me look good so I could feel better.” ~Laura (My Mom)