Support group day

Today was our monthly support group meeting for MM'ers and caregivers. They just finished building our brand new cancer center and we met there for the first time. Wow, the place is big

and confusing but I got there on time(partly because I drove Tim's truck, that thing hauls ass).

I don't know what any of us would do without this group. For an hour and a half(longer today as noone needed the conference room) we boost each other up enough to get us through to the

next month. It's amazing how much you come to care so deeply for people you hardly know

because you walk in their shoes and know each other on a deeper level because of that.

I just love this woman Rudy and sat with her again today. She is the sweetest thing and

even though she is struggling now, everyone gives her hope and she is finding joy in the little

things in life. She said she is not giving up. So brave. We had a speaker today who was diagnosed

24 years ago at 44. She found a wonderful doctor who treated her pretty aggressively even though there were not too many choices back then. She got 8 years remission from tandem auto transplants and then another 2 1/2 from her 3rd after she relapsed. She said to live for today but always plan for tomorrow and to set goals, no matter how small. Statistics said she'd never see her 4 year old grandson grow up. He graduated college awhile back and she has seen another grandchild born who is 15 now. She stressed to try to laugh which I think many of us in the MM world know. She told a story of bringing a business client to the practice tees of a golf course and her wig flew off her head and skipped on down the grass in the breeze looking like a loose Pomeranian while she ran after it. I felt so light after leaving this meeting. Quite frankly, we all just loved on each other and it was so uplifting. These people restore me. The other day, I confronted a woman who moved into a rental down the block and has been letting her dog poop all over everyone's property without picking it up. I caught her(well her dog) in the act so I felt it was time to say something. She went off on me even calling me I guess what would be considered a racial slur.

Her dog even went at my little Lacey. Damn traitor beagle. Well, I gave it to her right back(I've been known to mix it up a bit if invited) but left out swears and certainly anything racial. I came home and told Tim and he was ready to run the woman over with his new truck after hearing what she called me, he was so mad. I couldn't help finding it a bit funny actually but at the same time, I AGAIN thought how I wish I could move to a more rural area and then I go to this support group today and I know we're right where we need to be. We are a tight group of warriors and these are my "peeps" now. Of course the almost 70 degree weather certainly is helping with my mood. Been driving all day with the windows down and the radio blasting. Then again, it's St. Patty's day too so maybe I'm just feeling all those happy vibes off all the drunk, or soon to be drunk people around here. Either way, I'll take it. Today was a very good day. Hope you're wearing your green and feeling a wee bit of Irish luck today. Above pic is my in-laws in their Model A Ford ( I think it's a 29 but don't hold me to it) and Tim and Liv in the rumble seat.

Not a St Patty's day parade but Memorial Day in the GREEN mountain state of VT.