One last post of gratitude for today.

I would say the best moment from today was, one of the people who purchased a ‘Millennial Life Crisis’ shirt, took a picture of themself wearing the shirt and sent it to my Instagram DMs. (I’m horrible for checking my instagram DMs… sorrrrrrrrry)

It was a pretty cool thing to see. I don’t want to post their name/photo just in case they really don’t want it out there on blast to almost 5,000 people (I know I wouldn’t want mine), but if they see this, thank you. Thank you for sharing it with me. It was definitely the highlight of my day.

To those of you who bought shirts, thank you. I hope you love the shirt as much as I do.

Seeing that photo kind of reminded me that it’s not my #MillennialLifeCrisis, it’s much bigger than that. I can get so wrapped up in myself and my angst that I forget about the world out there.

To everyone who reads this blog, I’m infinitely grateful to each and every one of you for sharing your lives with me. I don’t think I could ever express how much.

Happy Thanksgiving (Canada)

I’m thankful for the health of all my friends and family members,

I’m thankful the fire still burns inside of me, even if it only embers.

I’m thankful for my blessings, my good fortunes and my truths,

I’m thankful for being 30 and still having so much youth.

I’m thankful for my Sunday’s, for strangers and for friends,

I’m thankful for how he makes me feel and hoping this distance does soon end.

I’m thankful for the good music, the movies and tv,

I’m thankful for the people who can always see me for me.

I’m thankful for an opportunity to give and to change some minds,

I’m thankful that we’re all different, even if we’re the same kind.

I’m thankful for another holiday and a reminder of my privilege,

I’m thankful for for the welcome mat and that there’s always food in the fridge.

Thank you for this community and for all you’ve shared with me,

I’m grateful for the opportunity, and dreaming of all this place can be.

Happy Thanksgiving ‚̧

I GOT MY MONEY BACK.

I wasn’t going to post anything today, but I felt the need to celebrate.

Recently, I had a whole crapload of money charged to my credit card through fraudulent PayPal transfers. You can read about it here: Part 1 > I Part 2 >

Well, the important thing to note is that I GOT MY MONEY BACK.

It was an ordeal. It was a huge pain in the ass, several hours worth of being on the phone with paypal and the bank and paypal and then bank again. But, I GOT MY MONEY BACK.

Hoo-ray! That’s one big demon off my back.

Be careful with PayPal. That’s all I’ll say.

Life after cancer.

Tonight, I am once again reminded why my mother has the biggest heart of anyone that I know.

Tomorrow is her (fingers crossed) last chemotherapy treatment. She’s been talking about it for weeks. And, though it’s been a pretty freaking miserable process for her the past few months, we were very lucky that her cancer was caught early, and that (fingers crossed) she’ll go into complete remission and we’ll never have to deal with cancer again.

Anyways, I digress.

After spending a few hours at Starbucks tonight, with a friend of mine, I returned home to find that my mother had gone to bed even earlier than usual. An hour earlier than normal. When I asked my dad if she was alright (being worried that she’d gone to bed so early) he said that she was tired from all of the baking she’d done.

What?

Oh yeah. My mom, with the help of my dad, baked lemon pie tarts for the staff of the cancer clinic. She plans to give them to all of the staff tomorrow when she goes in for her last treatment.

Atop the container filled with lemon tarts, she’d taped a note. The envelope says ‘Thank You’. Me, being the nosey daughter that I am, had to open it to read the note.

Here’s how it reads.

Thank You.

Thank you to each and every one of you [she names the staff members, doctors and nurses who’ve helped her the past few months] for helping me, for taking me on my worst day, at my lowest moment and making me feel better. Thank you for wiping away my tears, talking away my fears and for treating me as good, if not better, then you would treat your own family members.

It’s because of the incredible kindness of each of you hat I am here, that I have the opportunity for full recovery, that I get to be one of the lucky ones.

Thank you. It’s because of you that I’ve got a second chance. You’ve given me my life back, and I can’t stop thinking about all of the Christmas and Birthday celebrations that I’ll get to be a part of with my children and grandchildren now, thanks to you. Every moment, every celebration, it will matter that much more than it ever did before.

I am eternally grateful for all that you’ve done for me. And, I really hope that you take this a good way when I say that I hope I never have to visit here ever again.

Sincerely,

[Mom’s name]

I most definitely had an ‘I’m not crying, you’re crying’ moment when I read it. I resealed the envelope and taped it back to the container as to not let her know that anyone touched it.

Tomorrow is her final chemotherapy treatment (if all goes according to plan). I’m feeling grateful, and thankful that she now gets to start thinking about life after cancer. I know not everyone gets that lucky. And, from the note I read, it sounds like she’s already begun planning her life after cancer… which in itself makes me extremely happy.

#FUCKCANCER

You know that question that people ask when you’re bored, ‘if you were to win the lottery tomorrow, what would you spend your money on’? I asked that to my grandpa one day (when he was around) and he gave me an answer that has stuck with me ever since. Further to that, not only did I love and appreciate his answer, I have adopted it myself for when I get asked variations of the above question.

‘I would donate at least half,’ he said.

‘What would you donate the money towards?’ I asked.

‘Medical school tuition fees. Every single person in this world will need a doctor at one point or another, and, if you’re one of those people with the courage and determination to become a doctor, you should never be turned away for fear of paying for your education. Making more doctors benefits everyone.”

I remember being so dumbfounded and impressed when he said that to me. It made so much sense. Doctor’s benefit everyone. Whether they’re practitioners or researches, doctors push our planet forward and they help keep us healthy and safe, which is something my family has needed quite a bit of lately.

Late last year my mom was hit with a lot of exhaustion. She kept catching cold’s and it seemed like when she was getting sick, she couldn’t shake it. Ultimately, she and my dad made the decision that she was going to retire. She wanted to spend more time with my dad, and, felt as though if she wasn’t working so hard she might not be so exhausted all of the time.

She retired on November 30th.

On December 14th she went into the hospital emergency. I won’t explain why, as it’s very much TMI for this story. But, she needed to go to the hospital. Within 48 hours she had exploratory surgery.

On December 19 she was given the results of her exploratory surgery. She was diagnosed with Ovarian Cancer. It had been caught exceptionally early. The doctors were praising her for advocating so strongly for herself that something was wrong.

She was scheduled for a hysterectomy on January 8th. The surgery went well. She spent four days in the hospital following the surgery to recover and she was sent home to continue her recovery. Part of the treatment plan for my mom was that she complete five weeks of radiation therapy treatments as a precautionary treatment.

Throughout this entire process, it has been doctor’s who’ve gone above and beyond to make sure that my mom is okay. As she broke down in tears in the doctors office when she was given her diagnosis, it was her doctor who promised her a treatment plan that would allow her to recover and enjoy her retirement with her husband. When she went into surgery, it was doctors who instilled in her the warrior mentality that she was going to get through this, all she had to do was fight.

There’s been an incredible team of doctors and nurses (I can’t forget about the nurses because they’ve been incredible too) looking after my mom every step of the way and for that, I am so thankful.

Honestly, I believed in the value of doctors long before this ever happened. But now, more so than ever before, I believe that an investment in doctors and future doctors is something that benefits us all. Even if you don’t get sick, even if you think you have no use for them – you love someone in this world and they will need a doctor.

If I ever win the lottery, I am donating half of it to tuition for medical school students.

The world benefits when we have more doctors and when we have more informed doctors.

Also, #FUCKCANCER. My mom is a warrior.