A note to my nephew: one cancer survivor to another
It is hard to believe it's been two years since we lost Alisa. Every May sunrise and flower seems to scream her name to me. I miss her more than I can express. Last year, about this time, my sister, Anne, was hard at work going through Alisa's things to help Josh get his house ready to sell. She found a rough note Alisa had started for Steven on the day he finished treatment. I don't know if she meant to do a blog post or write him a letter--we never saw a finished version. But to have this come in the mail, felt like a message from heaven. Steven gave me permission to share it with you. Dear Steven, Today you rang the bell. Day of freedom. Today I cry because I am so proud of you. You have been so strong. People ask us, "how could you do that?! I don't know if I could have done that!" You are amazing and yes we are. But....what we know, they don't. They are amazing, everyone has the spirit of survivor in them and ...