“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

I recently met someone that I now consider to be a very good friend. She was on one of the mom boards for my area and I kept coming across her name. Something kept drawing me to her comments and posts until one day I saw that she was talking about being sick and then telling me that she had Cancer. I knew she had a 5 year old daughter and my heart ached for her. I can’t imagine having to go through all that pain, hurt, worry with a daughter and husband who adore you. With the worry that you might not be there for them.
She is currently going through Chemo and has a great prognosis, but it is still a lot for her body to go through. She recently found out that she has to go back to work even though she isn’t done with Chemo… straight up sucks.

We started talking through txt message… at first it was only a little bit at night and since it has become all day every day. She has my sense of humor and it seems as though we should have been friends for years. I kept thinking that I wanted to help her, but I didn’t want to overstep and I wasn’t quite sure what the right thing to do was. I prayed about it a lot and I kept coming back to the  simple thing of getting dinners for her to have when she got home from work. I prayed and prayed about it and one night it must have been on my mind. I have been waiting for a sign from my dad or my Uncle since they passed away (my dad came to me a few times around his passing and actually sent Lana a feather a few times in the last few weeks :)), I don’t remember how the dream started but all of a sudden down a hallway a man started walking towards me. When the light came into focus I realized that it was my Uncle Liam. He told me that he was proud of me, that what I was doing was the right thing and that I needed to take charge and just go for it. I woke up in tears but with a new focus on what I wanted to do.
I started the page that day “A Little Bit of Love”, I contacted my friend that is involved with Girl Scouts and got the page on the agenda for the big meeting that night. It was mentioned there and I started getting hits on the site that night. Basically I set it up so people could volunteer to make meals for my friend for the next four weeks. I was happy if one person volunteered but I had 3 within the first two days.
I met her for the first time tonight, I dropped off three meals… one from myself, one from a dear friend and another from a perfect stranger that I met and was kind enough to have a salad, full meal, and dessert. The second I saw N I knew we would be friends for a long time. I gave her a hug and just knew that she was a kind soul, that she didn’t deserve what life threw at her but that she could handle it all because she is one tough cookie. Mr. A and the littles came with me, L was thrilled to have someone to play with and J fell right in with the girls. They played for hours and there was no crying (except when J got tired!.) Our husbands were able to meet and they hit it off as well. N’s husband R is a good man… in about 10 minutes he was making PB&J’s for my kids and cutting off crusts and bringing them the sandwiches into the bedroom. I mean c’mon, he is just a great guy. They are a wonderful family that I am honored to help, but of course N said that as soon as she gets back to work she wants to pay it forward and help someone else. I told her that she had to be feeling wonderful for at least two month’s before she helped anyone. I want the site to be a place where people come to ask for help either for a friend or for themselves. If a mom gets the flu and needs meals for a few days, a day, a month… whatever she can come and let us know that she needs a little help. I want to get a good group of women together to help each other out. Because it might be them next month that needs help. I am praying (every night) that the site takes off, that this might be something that I can do and be really proud of. I have always loved helping people, I always want to be there if someone needs me and I know that other women want the same,

I feel lucky that I live in a house, that I can go to a store to buy food when i’m hungry, that I have a husband that comes home and gives my kids a bath, that my kids go to school with food in their lunch-bags and that we all freaking love the heck out of each other. I. am. lucky,

Thank you God for all the wonderful things you have given me, for the struggles that have made me appreciate what I have and who I have in my life and for the two wonderful souls that you gave me to nourish and teach. I will make you proud.


For anyone that wants to help my friend, or has someone in need please go to my FB page and let me know. It does have to be in the Orange County NY area!

I love keeping you updated on my Facebook page and Instagram.
I also love to speak my mind in 180 characters or less on Twitter, and I pin like its my job on Pinterest.

Here is my Etsy shop as well if you are interested in taking a peek :)

4 responses to ““How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

  1. Tracy, you brought me to tears with this. I’m so proud to know such a good person. Your dad would be proud too. Kisses to the wee ones! Keep it up girl! Wish I could do the same, but I’m too far away!

  2. Well done you… like I said on our Facebook page, you just have to look around and see, everyone has a story, everyone at sometime or other needs a helping hand. NOTHING helps you heal quicker that helping others. This will come back to you ten fold. Hugs and kisses and lots of love. So proud of you!

    • Thank you. It really has opened up a whole new world and this woman is amazing. I am lucky to have found her. This is the start of all of it…. I eill be happy and i will take care of muself. Xx

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