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Moved to Tears at the Grocery Store Today

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As I pulled into a parking spot of Piggly Wiggly, a purple car pulled up next to me. A woman with a lavender knit cap on and a purple fleece jacket smiled at me. It is in the low 60s and I was wondering why this woman had such a warm hat on.

At first I didn’t recognize her. As she began rolling down the window of her car, I then realized it was someone I had worked with at a local resort years ago.

Jeanne has always had the most beautiful smile. We walked together to the front of the grocery store, standing outside and catching up.

In 2011 she was diagnosed with lung cancer. She was a smoker. The cancer moved to her brain. She had screws and plates put in her head and has had a lot of radiation.

She told me the fact she is still alive today is because of so many people all over the world praying for her. She calls her doctor, who told her it’s not if the tumors will come back in her brain, but a matter of when, Dr. Doom and Gloom. She tries to not take him too seriously.

I sat in awe of this amazing spirit of Jeanne standing in front of me as she told me how grateful she is to still be here. And that she knows where she is going someday and isn’t afraid.

She shared with me some sadness she experienced, of which she really has never experienced much sadness. And yes, from what I knew of her from working with her, she was always happy and laughing. She still is. I believe that is the reason she still is here – because of her positive attitude.

But her sadness one day, while she wasn’t sure what it was at first, finally came to her. She was sad for her two children – still in their teenage years. She felt guilty for being sick and that they have to endure this. She’d do anything to not have them feel the pain of this.

She called her pastor’s wife and shared with her how she was feeling. As she was telling me this, I wondered what on earth the pastor’s wife could possibly say to help Jeanne through this and make her feel better.

She said, “Jeanne, who do those children belong to?”

Jeanne knew right away and said, “God.”

And with all the compassion in the world the pastor’s wife said, “That’s right. And don’t you think God will take care of them for you?”

I was moved to tears. Not only because I believe this to be true, but also the profound strength and courage that Jeanne is. Though she is very humble and wants none of the credit for that. She told me it is God. Not her.

She sees Him as using her to be this vessel of inspiration that she is to many, including me.

I drove home feeling as if I had just encountered a part of God myself. And I did, really. He put Jeanne in my path to put life all back into perspective again.

She told me she knows her days are numbered – but we both agreed – do we really even know that?  We don’t.

I have a feeling ten years from now I’ll be running into her at the grocery store again.

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Dying to Be Me

Dying to Be Me, My Journey From Cancer, To Near Death, to True Healing by Anita Moorjani

I just started reading this book last night. I tried desperately to stay awake to finish it, because it is quite the page turner. I’m also anxious to learn about her true healing process… which is why I so wanted to stay awake!

The book is quite profound in that she shares why she believes she really got cancer. I think the answer will surprise many, but hopefully be an awakening for many. I won’t spill the beans, as I’d rather you read it for yourself.

I found moments of tears reading her struggles with feeling like a failure- a big core part of her life for different reasons. It’s what I’m writing about in my new book also, Through Frankie’s Eyes: One Woman’s Journey to Authentic Self and the Dog on Wheels Who Led the Way.

I’ll write more about the book and my thoughts once I am finished, which no doubt will be soon!  But if you can’t wait to learn more about the book, you just may want to go out and buy it for yourself.  Also, be sure to check out Anita’s website.

 

“Frank’s Friends” Help Him Fight Cancer

I met Frank in 2008 at my book launch for Frankie, the Walk ‘N Roll Dog.

We have kept in touch ever since then via email.  Most recently he named Frankie an official “Frank’s Friend” with a special certificate (Download Frankie).  I was quite honored and very touched.  I wanted to share Frank’s story with all of you becasue his story is a great example of how dogs are helping him through some tough times.

This is Frank’s story.

Four years ago the company Frank was a shop supervisor for was bought out, which meant a restructuring of the company and a lay off for Frank.  It just so happened that this coincided with an operation he needed to have.  One week after being laid off, Frank had his surgery and was laid up for a week.

The diagnosis was prostate cancer that had metastasized to his lymph nodes.  He was not given a bright prognosis and decided his life needed a new direction.

Frank’s new journey lead him to becoming a Forestry Technician for the State of Wisconsin and working outdoors on the Emerald Bore Ash Borer Survey in an eight county area in northwest, Wisconsin.

The bonus to this new position was the many dogs he would begin to meet.  These dogs would in turn help him take his focus off his illness and give him a reason to appreciate being alive.

Lucy, Sadie, Trix, Pete, Sam and Abby are just some of the guardian angels he has met along the way.  Frank does not always know all the names of the dogs because at times the owners may not be around for him to find this out, but they are all his friends.

“I realized the dogs were teaching me that a smile or friendly greeting, and friendship is perhaps the most important healing component in one’s life” Frank said. This works both ways in giving and receiving of friendship.  “The dogs also remind me that it is healthy to act like a kid now and then!”

All his life Frank has been a dog lover.  When he was small he would visit his grandfather’s farm where he fell in love with the farm dogs.  Because his parents both worked full time he couldn’t have a dog, so spending time on his grandfather’s farm were some of the greatest times of his life.

Frank’s dad was a fireman and would bring the firehouse dog, Sparky the Dalmatian home on his days off.  “On those special days I was in heaven” Frank said.

“Dad taught Sparky to find a burning cigarette in the grass.”  All of the neighborhood kids would come over and Frank’s Dad would re-enact the trick for them. Life was good.”

The experience of his youth with the dogs in his life to today with the many dogs he meets has taught Frank the importance of dogs in our lives.  He said, “They teach us compassion, how to communicate without words, give us a sense of comfort and belonging, and provide relaxation with a good friend.  They are the best medicine available!”

As Frank has been traveling for his job he has met new friends over the past four years.  That is how he learned of the plight of puppy mills in Wisconsin.  Frank’s “bucket list” now includes doing what he can to promote the adoption of effective legislation to remedy the puppy mill cancer.  He said, “This again has redirected my attention away from my illness and have given me another good reason to be alive.”

Meeting so many wonderful dogs around Wisconsin also lead Frank to starting a collection of what he calls, “Frank’s Friends.”  These are dogs who have greeted him with vigor and happiness that Frank says he finds difficult to describe.  Many of the dogs he has photographed as they placed their front paws on the edge of his open window to say “hello.”  Most recently Frank made an official certificate for the prestigious honor of being a friend of Frank’s.  I am delighted to say Frankie, the Walk ‘N Roll Dog now has a “Frank’s Friend” certificate.  It means so much to me and Frankie.

Frank said, “The qualifications a dog must have to receive a certificate are that they must be themselves, give a smile, and exemplify the qualities of a good happy dog.”  Reggie, a 9-year old lab/malamute is Frank’s best buddy & top dog honoree who he adopted when he was four months old. Lucky dog.

The impact of what dogs teach us is evident in Frank’s story.  Life can throw us some pretty tough challenges.  We can give up and feel sorry for ourselves, or we can open our eyes and our hearts to what is in front of us and live each moment with appreciation and joy.  When we do, not only do we impact our own life, but we give back in such a positive way to those around us.  Frank is a wonderful, shining example of just that, and I for one, feel blessed to know him.

This is a video of all Frank’s Friends.  I thought it touching that it is silent, because as Frank said, “Dogs can communicate without words.”  And also below are some photo’s he has taken of his friends…