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The Fairy Foundation

Things have been busy since I last posted. Thanksgiving was so nice. I taught the girls how to make pie dough, and they each were responsible for one pie for Thanksgiving dinner. Their pies were incredible and I think they have officially unseated me as the official pie maker(s) of the family. Matt said Reagan's chess pie was one of the best he's had...and he's the expert on chess pie. Charlie made an apple pie with a crumb top. I was thinking about that pie for days afterwards.

The day was plagued with some sad thoughts though. I notice holidays now make me think "is this my last Thanksgiving?" or whatever day it is. Deep down I don't feel like it is though. At least not today... today I feel strong and full of hope.

We left after dinner for Point Reyes. The three nights we spent there were absolutely perfect. We ate oysters, hung out and played games, and just enjoyed being together. I laughed so much I think I set my rib healing back a few weeks. But it was so worth it. We came home and all I could think about was how I wanted to go on vacation with my family again!!

Well...turns out my prayers were answered. Several weeks ago Matt discovered this amazing organization called The Fairy Foundation. The founder, Scott Petinga, is a cancer survivor himself. He started this non profit to help give other cancer patients, and their families, lasting memories. Matt submitted me (us) and we were selected! Over Spring Break, we will be going to Sedona, AZ and the Grand Canyon. It seems unreal... we never win anything! The gratitude I feel for this man I have never met is so profound. I don't know what my future holds, but I know this is something Matt, the girls and I will have to remember forever. Please look into this organization and support them if you can. The proceeds of the book he wrote go towards making these wishes come true for families.

Below are links to both the book and the organization:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1633930165/ref=ox_sc_sfl_title_2?ie=UTF8&psc=1&smid=ATVPDKIKX0DER

https://www.fairyfoundation.org


Otherwise, life is business as usual for us. We're in the midst of holiday craziness and booked solid until New Years. Life is good. Right now cancer and chemo are just another part of daily life. I feel like after almost 6 months, I have assimilated into this new routine. This is my new normal. This is my life. There are good days and bad days, just like before...the bad days just tend to be a bit (ok, a lot) more painful and tiring.






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