My name isn't Cancer, it's Ceekay

Almost 2 years ago during my worst days of Chemotherapy, I call my friend Kathy, and cried, asking her to remember me how I used to be. She, trying to comfort me, started naming off things she knew she would remember about me. That conversation inspired me to write a little letter, so to speak, and I have shared it at my doctor's office and with friends.

I know there are so many of us bloggers that are battling this horrible disease. In fact, I started my blog, as a testament of my life and the people and things I enjoy. So I thought I would share my paper. I do this, so that when you see someone, without their hair, swollen from the steroids, moving slow, or wearing a mask....this is not who we are. We have loves, hopes and dreams, just like everyone without this disease. We just had a moment, where our life changed, that made everything much more sweeter and much more precious to us.



I am not Cancer, I am Ceekay. Remember that I love:

Singing in the Choir
Puppy breath
The Fall
Flowers
Seeing the road ahead on a drive
Pictures in the Clouds
Crispy bacon
Holding a baby
Seeing beautiful homes
Going to tea
Antiques, especially family ones
Going for rides in our Convertible
My lake up north Michigan
Birds singing
Carriage rides
Cheesecake
Cooking vicariously
Giving presents
Hearing my grandchildren call me Grandma
Talking to my friends on the phone
Eyelashes!
Jewelry, Diamonds
Reading magazines
Chocolate, especially cake with buttercream icing
Getting real mail
Being at home with my husband
Touching beautiful things
Shopping at Ross
Purses
Hearing “I'm proud to be an American” sung
Going to a great restaurant
Shrimp
Seeing horses grazing
Giggling
Finding out who’s getting married and who’s pregnant
Winning a game
Cruising
Smell of lavender
Laughing at my son when he jokes around
Watching the stars at night
Pork steaks on the grill
Life!!!