Back to School I Go

Back to School I Go
Frankie and I visiting Longfellow Elementary school in 2010
Frankie and I visiting Longfellow Elementary school in 2010

It’s hard to believe this photo is from over five years ago. One of the first of many school visits I did while Frankie was alive.

When Frankie passed away in June of 2012, while I loved visiting schools, I was burnt out having made over 400 appearances in a little over four years.

I did do a school visit with Joie, my second dachshund in a wheelchair, after adopting her in the fall of 2012 – a way in which I thought I’d carry on Frankie’s message. But then as many of you know, she passed away ten months later. We only made one school visit.

For a few years I felt lost and wondered what was next for me, while at the same time afraid to close a chapter that was so near and dear to my heart – even though in many ways I wanted to move on.

I did move on and am moving on in new ways, but remain open to opportunities that come my way.

So when a friend of mine, Jodee, who is now a principal at a school she loves, contacted me and asked if I’d do an author visit for K-4th grade students I was open to it, but a bit hesitant.

It’s been a long time since I’ve done this. And while I felt nervous if I could do it without my sidekick Frankie, I also found that I was excited about the possibility.

After talking with Jodee and what her reading team is looking for with bringing in an author, I knew I wanted to do this.

I’ll share some of the same messages I did as when I presented with Frankie, but will also have the opportunity to talk about how an idea is born, how it then becomes a book, and where that can all lead – just like it has done for me.

So back to school I go in either January or February – they are deciding on a date yet. But who knows, perhaps this will have me wanting to do a few of these a year.

Looking forward to embracing this visit and seeing how it goes!

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Walking Right into Fear

Walking Right into Fear

In my PAWS newsletter last Friday I shared how I was in full out fear mode after having a breast thermography done earlier in October which showed an area of concern on the right side.

If you are unfamiliar with thermography, in short it is (taken from Keep Cool Thermography):

Digital infrared thermal imaging (thermography) to screen for early changes in the breast. Thermal changes in the breast can be from cancer, fibrocystic changes, inflammation, hormonal imbalances, or injury. Thermography is a simple, non-invasive, no-contact, no radiation, pain-free screening procedure for women of all ages.” 

While this was a fearful time for me, I learned so much in the process.

While a big part of my process was dealing with a past wound and fears, of which I don’t wish to share as it is very personal, I realize, that for me, this was my soul calling me to face and process that wound.

It was painful and not easy, and I’m still processing it. But since addressing and giving voice to it, I do have to say I have felt a positive shift, and a letting go that I’ve welcomed. So many things have come to light for me of why I’ve sometimes questioned not feeling worthy.

But there were other lessons, too. One in which was standing firm in my choice of how I wanted to proceed after the thermography results.

This meant standing up to my doctors physician assistant (PA), which was intimidating at first. While I’m not against mammography (as it’s helped many), I didn’t feel this would serve me at this time.

I knew it was likely the PA would try and talk me into a mammogram and I was fearful of feeling like I’d not have a choice. But out of this came standing in the truth of what I felt was right for my own body and my personal beliefs.

I also surrounded myself with much of my own research and wellness professionals that helped guide me to a decision that I believe should ultimately be mine to begin with. Though our healthcare system does not always support this.

I, in essence, felt like I was bucking the system, and one that can oftentimes play on our fears. But I want to feel empowered about my health and my choices and not go down that rabbit hole of fear.

Feeling empowered is what I’ve received in working with my wellness professional team, along with hours of my own research, and why I wanted to write about this on my blog today — even though this in itself brings up some fears for me.

Though it was challenging, and a back and forth with the PA, I stood my ground in wanting an ultrasound without first having a mammogram. I had the thermography findings, which I felt was substantial enough.

I was told (actually warn was the word used) that my insurance would likely not cover the cost of the ultrasound – because I wasn’t following protocol.

And while insurance is a whole other animal to deal with, the reality is that our personal deductible is over $12,000 so I have to pay out of pocket for “normal” routine things to begin with. This, I realize, actually helped serve me in a good way, in that it was “easier” for me to make the choice.

But shouldn’t our health and the care of it, be our choice to begin with? And our responsibility?

While I’ve questioned this more and more as I’ve grown older, I’m finally beginning to stand more in what I believe, even though fear is sometimes knocking at the door of “what if’s.”

I’m happy to say the ultrasound showed that the areas of concern are cysts. But this was definitely a time of stepping more into what I believe and working through fears and past wounds, so though initially quite challenging and full of much fear, I’m grateful for all of it.

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Kylie Speaks to John in His Dream

Kylie Speaks to John in His Dream
Sleeping Kylie

I love to watch Kylie sleep, oftentimes wondering what she dreams about.

She turned ten last Saturday and while I see signs of her aging she still has lots of spunk left in her.

I treasure her each precious moment as it is likely we won’t get another big dog when she moves on.

The other night she talked to John in his dream. It was quite profound.

John shared the dream with me and said that Kylie was lying in bed between us, on her back. She does this now and then and loves to wiggle between us in a playful way.

In the dream, she looked over at John and said, “I’d take a bullet for you.”

John said, “Aw, Kylie. You know I’d take a bullet for you.”

If that didn’t speak volumes of the love between these two!

I have no doubt Kylie would do this for John or me. But I also know that we would do everything in our power to protect her from harm.

While I wonder what more there is to this dream, I’ll leave it up to John to ponder and decide what it is for him.

But it sure does warm my heart to know that these two share such a deep bond.

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