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A cyber hug for Angela

My friend Angela is going through a tough time right now. She’s in the midst of chemotherapy for ovarian cancer. Her treatments started in mid July and her last treatment is on Halloween. That’s a lot of chemo! And it’s very aggressive treatment with super strong medicines, because they’re doing all they can to make sure the cancer doesn’t return. It’s cancer annihilation!

Angela is a wonderful person and she’s been a good friend and positive influence on me since we first met a couple of years ago out here in cyberspace. I’ve never met her in person, but I count her as a true and real friend.

And she’s handling the cancer and treatments in a way that is so her. There are bad days and weaker days, I know, but she’s facing these challenging months head on, with humor and positive energy. So even in this physically and emotionally hard time, she’s still being a good example for me to follow!

I think of Angela pretty much every day, but tonight (last night by the time this comes out) I thought that I needed to do just a bit more. So I’m asking you for a little help.

Would you guys to send her some prayers or good thoughts or positive energy, or whatever you believe in? Or give her some encouragement in the comments here or visit her blog and say hi?

Maybe she won’t see it today, but I’m thinking she’ll see it when she needs it. But I guess when you’re going through chemo, there are no days when you don’t need a little bit more support and love.

She’s writing about the cancer and chemo as she can, and it starts here if you’re interested: Cancer: And So the Story Begins.

Thanks for your help with this!! Cyber friends give cyber hugs, and I just thought it would be nice to send a few hugs Angela’s way.

the Infinite Monkey speaks: not broken

Random brilliance from across the blogosphere…

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The great irony is that probably the best way to fix yourself is to stop fixing things. You’re not broken. I’m not broken. Sure, I can improve. Of course I can. I hope I can. But seeking to refine yourself is different than seeing yourself as inherently flawed.

 – Charlotte

from:

Dear Supplement Companies: Stop Trying to “Enhance” Me.

the Infinite Monkey speaks: on good news

Random brilliance from across the blogosphere…

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Our job as Christians is to share the good news, but maybe we need to take a step back now and then and make sure the news we are sharing is really coming across as good news to those who hear it—not because we should tickle people’s ears by telling them what they want to hear, but because God’s good news should be recognizable as good news by everyone, not just a limited few.

 – Kenetha

from:

When Good News Isn’t Good News

Movie Quote Monday – Groundhog Day

This is one of my favorite movies, and I think a lot of other people feel the same way. If you haven’t seen it (first off, shame on you), it’s about a guy who is living the same day over and over and over. He goes through various stages of acceptance and rejection of his circumstances, and it’s funny and sweet and kinda sad and totally thought provoking.

Probably the scene that always sticks out the most to me is when Phil’s in the bowling alley talking to his new pals Gus and Ralph. This marks a kind of awakening moment for him and is the start of his manipulations of all this extra time he’s been given. At the bar, he asks the guys what they’d do if they were stuck in the same place, living the same day over and over again, and nothing you do matters. Ralph says, “That about sums it up for me,” and I’ll admit that sometimes I have that feeling myself.

But as I was watching the movie last week, this little bit of dialogue really struck me hard:

Phil:  Let me ask you guys a question.
Gus:  Shoot.
Phil:  What if there were no tomorrow?
Gus:  No tomorrow? That would mean there’d be no consequences, there would be no hangovers… We could do whatever we wanted!
Phil:  That’s true. We could do whatever we want.

I was asking myself what I would do with all of Phil’s time, whether I’d let it trickle away or whether I’d use it to expand myself. And it occurred to me how often I feel like there isn’t enough time left in my life to do whatever I want with it.

But that’s an excuse, I think. I could easily live 60 more years, and that is enough time. Even 50 years or 40 years or 30… That is enough time to make it worth my while to learn a new language or an instrument. Or go to that movie I wanted to see in the theater or take a class or start a whole new career. Or just to take a moment to chat or give someone a hand.

Even one more year is enough time to accomplish something. It’s enough time to do what I want.

So what would you do with all of Phil’s days?

What do you want to do with the rest of your own?