She Understands

A few weeks ago, my cousin, Athena, sent me The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams.  I didn't know exactly why she was sending me this children's book.  Anyway, with all the craziness of cancer and Christmas, I put it in my bookshelf with all the other books I have planned to read and never gotten around to it and vowed to read it later.  Athena and I hadn't spoken in years, but she reached out to me after my cancer diagnosis.

A bit about my cousin Athena.  She is... A-MA-ZING!  She's brilliant, to the point where I'm intimidated talking to her.  In fact, I often have to google words in her email to find out what they mean.  She's independent; after she graduated college she moved all the way to London to pursue her dream of writing and acting.  She's hilarious.  She's drop dead gorgeous with her hourglass figure, bright blue eyes, and long, stunning, fiery-red hair.  She's accomplished, even given a TEDx Talk you can view by clicking here.  If you've got 15 minutes, watch it!  It is incredibly inspiring and worth your time.  She's immensely talented.  She's accomplished more in her professional life than I ever will.  She's feisty and a bit of a smartass ~ she comes by that honestly because it is a highly inheritable family trait.  Basically, she's a badass bitch (and she knows I mean that as the highest compliment possible!)  And, she has some challenges in her life that most of us can't even imagine (she happens to have been born with cerebral palsy).  If you wish to learn more about Athena, check out her website or her blog Never Walked in High Heels.

So in all my whining, cursing and feeling sorry for myself, Athena emailed me to offer comfort.  I've got to say, I was embarrassed.  Here I was complaining about my temporary hair loss and my year full of doctor appointments and discomfort and she has faced far greater struggles on a daily basis.  Although don't tell her that ~ she doesn't want pity.  She is more self sufficient than I will ever be.  If I had half of the balls determination she has...

I have another chemo treatment on Monday.  Honestly, it's been hanging over my head throughout this Christmas season.  I'm dreading it!

Before I go into chemo week, I go through a 'nesting' period, where I try to be really productive and prepare for my down week.  I was cleaning out my office, and stumbled across my pile of books that I have good intentions about, but most likely will never read.  Sitting near the top was The Velveteen Rabbit.  It's so unlike me to stop in the middle of a task to sit down and read, but something pulled me to open the book up and start reading.  The following excerpt really stuck with me:

"You become {Real}. It takes a long time.  That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.  Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby.  But these things don't matter at all because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to the people who don't understand."

I couldn't have read this at a better time.  Just last night, after the hustle and bustle of Christmas was over, I went to bed and had myself a good cry.  I miss my sister.  I hate cancer.  I fucking hate chemo.  I dread feeling sick.  I'm so over it.  I hesitate to even compare our situations.  My struggles are temporary, her's are permanent.  But, I feel like she is one of the few people who truly gets me at this time in my life.  She knows all too well about being self conscious about her appearance because of something beyond her control.  She knows what it is like to be jealous of people who take seemingly mundane things for granted.  She knows what it feels like to have people stare.  She gets that our health can be both a blessing and a curse.  SHE UNDERSTANDS.

Love you Athena!  Even from London, you knew exactly what I needed and sent it when I needed it!