That’s right! Got to celebrate them before they go away. Honoring this transition with my ladies was simply the best. I love ritual. Always have. There is something about acknowledging the fullness of a transition – all that it brings – the gains and losses, the laughter and the tears, and this one did all that plus almost burn down a tree! For real.
Words cannot express how blessed I feel to have the community of friends around me supporting me and loving me in such a tangible way. My friend Julie read blogs about “how to support a friend having a mastectomy” to find out what I will need in my recovery and all the ladies got me this giant care package. I mean who does that? In fact, I’ve maybe been using just a little avoidance and so having my girls give it to me straight – “yes, you won’t be showering so baby wipes and dry shampoo will be helpful.” – was indeed, very helpful!
As my friend Mersi said, “you can take all these women to your foxhole”. And that’s a big foxhole! Or as my sissy Mich said, “it’s like being at your own funeral”, and as strange as that sounds, I know exactly what she means as I get to hear all the ways that I am loved. This is a gift that I will cherish forever.
Ladies know how to do this shit! Back in the day we used to have “Blessing Ways” as a ritual to help prepare us for childbirth and the transition of becoming a mom. And one thing we always do right is FOOD! AJ used to say “those Blessing Ways ain’t no Portland hummus and gluten free crackers kind of potluck”. That’s right – we nurture in every way – food included. And I feel so nurtured. This felt like my “booby way” because I am prepared in ways that I was most definitely not before. Most importantly, in that I have the love, strength and support of all my girls – near and far. Plus, now I have hard candies, lip balm and even a wedge pillow – so yes, I am ready as I will ever be! Thank you ladies present with me and there in spirit. Although crawling into bed at 2 am made for quite a rough next day, I would do it all again!