I believe that there are lessons to be learned from every event in life- especially the ones that don’t turn out like we plan.
I believe in looking for the positives; when plans change without warning, when people disappoint us, when we are thrust onto paths we never wanted to travel and into circles we never knew existed.
I believe that our indoctrination into the world of Rare Diseases came with an invitation to sit back or step forward. We choose to step forward. I believe we will make a difference.
I believe in prayer, and God, and miracles, and angels – and I am not ashamed or embarrassed to say so.
I believe in a God that doesn’t plan for bad things to happen, and who cries with us when they do. I believe that same God will give us the strength to get through the trials and tragedies and all our adversity – if only we ask.
I believe in angels, and speak regularly of my cousin Meghan, our guardian angel. But, I also believe there are armies of angels around us. I am thinking especially today about the father and his 4-year-old daughter that were hit by a fire truck at the same intersection I had my accident in November. Nothing short of angels pulled them both from the car – shaken and banged up, but very much alive.
I believe in miracles-large and small. I have witnessed at least one large one, when my sister’s beautiful niece pulled through a very scary life threatening virus 2 years ago. I believe that miracles happen every day – all around us. But every day I witness miracles, as the flowers bud, and the birds fly, and the children grow.
I believe that adversity can only define us if we let it. Our struggles surely shape us, as we grow each day – but how we handle them affects us, and the people around us. I believe that Cowden’s Syndrome – through my daughter’s diagnosis, saved my life. I believe that PTEN mutations, and broken tumor suppressor genes are scary – but not “hide under the bed” scary. They are more like “you can try that roller coaster you don’t like” scary.
I believe we are allowed to be frustrated and sad and angry and mad. Every single one of us – sometimes. I believe that life can be very, very, very hard. Overwhelming at times. But, I also believe in doing my best to channel that energy, and teaching my daughter to do the same.
I believe in smiling more than frowning. I tell Meghan that she will draw more people to her with a smile on her face. She listens.
I believe that good things can come from unexpected change. New friendships and old ones become more solid when tested. People you never expected can go to bat for you – and look out for you.
I believe in surrounding myself with people who are “real.” Who say what they mean, and mean what they say. I believe in surrounding myself with people who have all types of beliefs, as long as they have a kind heart and are true to themselves.
I believe in speaking out about my own life, and my own experiences; whether they are medical, allergies, emotional, physical because keeping them inside doesn’t help a soul.
I believe writing helps me channel my own energy into a productive outlet. I believe I will spend every day on this earth in some way thinking, addressing, or working through a medical issue for Meghan or I. I believe – if I stay focused it will not consume me. (Although from time to time I may need some help!)
I believe that people who are only in this life to gossip and spread lies and false information are toxic.
I have made a pact to rid my life of toxins. I believe with a lot of determination it can be done!