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Kindness is Magic

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Each of us has a story to tell. Each of us has something we are dealing with on a daily basis. That something can be a hindrance or an opportunity to  strengthen the very core of our being.

However, I don’t feel “negative” experiences give us the right to walk around being a grumpy pants McGee, taking out our frustrations on the nearest passer by or stranger we come across. Kindness is magic and contagious AF.

This morning after the gym, I nearly went straight home – forgetting to stop and fill my vehicle’s gas tank.

Quickly, I pulled into the nearest parking lot, turned around and made my way to the nearest gas station.

There was an elderly gentleman in front of me, who seemed to be moving slowly, puttering about from aisle to aisle. I hadn’t noticed him being harsh with the store clerk or raising his voice. Just that he was taking his time with his transaction.

Once he left his place in line, I moved up to the counter to cash out. The zipper to my wallet got stuck on the cash inside my wallet. It wasn’t budging. I tugged, yanked, pulled and even tried putting my pinky in the wallet to stuff the money back in. Nothing worked.

Just then the zipper went flying off my wallet and across the floor like a slingshot. I couldn’t stop laughing while I struggled with the wallet.

The clerk began laughing, and said to me that I was in a bunch better mood than the gentleman who came to the counter before me. When I asked the clerk what happened, he told me the gentleman had been yelling at him the entire time and was clearly in a very grumpy mood.

We laughed a little more and he helped me get the wallet open (finally!) and it felt amazing having cheered up the clerk who was laughing and smiling by the time I left the store.

There were so many possible outcomes for the situation. The store clerk could’ve been rude to me and my mood could have been slightly dampened. I could’ve been frustrated and angry because of my wallet and taken it out on the clerk.

But I wanted to leave that store clerk in better sorts than I had found him. I wanted to own my authenticity and happiness and the joy I felt about accomplishing another early morning workout.

Who knows what the elderly gentleman could’ve been going through? We honestly don’t know why certain strangers we meet are “grumpy” or what they’re going through on a personal level. It’s so easy to judge others, but if we approach the situations life throws at us with love and compassion and on our own authentic truth, we have the ability to change someone else’s life. Or at least make their day a bit better.

One act of kindness each day, is the foundation of creating lasting  change for the better. It has a ripple effect, exponential in form, that creates a kind of magic in the world. Couldn’t we all use a bit more magic in our lives?

 

#5WordsToCancer #StrongerThanCancerISurvived

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In one of my usual bouts of insomnia tonight (this morning?) I decided to scroll through my Instagram feed before studying for an exam I have in one of my classes.

If you’re reading this then you know I’m clearly hard at work…

blogging…

but I digress.

In the midst of my thumb swiping, I fell down the rabbit hole into the Instagram page for the I Had Cancer website. It’s a great social networking site for those of us affected in some way by cancer; be it survivor, relative of a cancer patient or someone mid-treatment. It’s also a kickass social platform for people to share their angst, victories and everyday battles with cancer. Our cancer journeys don’t end when treatment does. For many of us, it’s a lengthy journey to take back our life and what little control we have over it.

“I Had Cancer” has launched their #5wordstocancer campaign again. It got me thinking… What if cancer was this tangible entity I could write a letter to? What would I say? What would my five words to cancer be?

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Dear Cancer,

You may not remember me but I will never forget you.

We met, officially, in December of 2013. You’d been watching me for some time, though only you would know how long that was before we became acquainted. Was it months? Perhaps years?

I had an inkling something wasn’t right. I could feel your presence lingering around me, dropping hints, robbing my curves of their soft flesh for years, leaving behind a frame comparable to that of a pre-pubescent boy. 

When you made your debut into my life that summer (2013), you didn’t introduce yourself properly. You told me your name was stress. But what’s in a name right? So I reserved doubt about your true nature only for conversations with overly concerned family members. 

Apparently their concern was warranted.

By the time you revealed your true nature to me, you had already begun infesting my life from behind the scenes. My colon, my rectum, my lymph nodes. You were a literal pain in the ass. I thought major colon resection surgery was enough to evict your sorry ass from occupying my temple. But being the persistent little fucker you are, I was wrong. 

Too many lymph nodes were tainted by your indecency and overexposure to the healthy cells in my body. So you introduced me to Chemotherapy and Steroids. I hated all of you but I never questioned why you (Cancer) chose me. I never wondered why in all the healthy people of the world you wanted me. You’re a selfish prick, why not me?

 Your friend Chemo took my energy. The steroids brought insomnia, and also an unbelievably strong desire to rotate furniture and clean at 2 a.m. (Who would have guessed right?) My sleep patterns are still somewhat fucked.  Being the bully you are, you taunted me by letting my hair thin just enough to make me self-conscious, but not enough for anyone else (but my hairdresser) to notice. Guess what fucker? It grew back in twice as thick and healthier than ever. 

And my curves? They’re back too. In one year, I’ve gained more weight than I could have hoped for. I fit into my jeans in all the right places. My thighs are so sexy they can’t stop touching each other 🙂 I finally feel like the beautiful woman I am. The warrior. The survivor.

I should really be thanking you Cancer.

You brought me closer to my family. You’ve given me new found friendships that continue to change my life for the better. I’m inspiring those around me and taking better care of my mind and body than I ever thought I would. I’ve tapped into an inner strength that I didn’t even know existed. You tried to take it all from me, but in the end Cancer, all you did was give me everything.

I know there’s always that slim possibility we’ll meet again someday. Just know if we do, I’ll be ready for you. You’ve been warned.

Never or truly yours,

Amber

#StrongerThanCancerISurvived

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