Originally posted on the What Friends Do Puff Family Blog, 9/18/16
People keep doing this thing when they see me. They tilt their heads to the side and put on their ‘very concerned’ expressions, and they say, slowly and very purposefully, “How *are* you?”
I appreciate the concern. A lot more people care what is happening to me than I would have believed possible. My community has really surrounded me during this up and down time, and it has been absolutely amazing to see how gracious and kind and helpful nearly evk,lnmmmeryone has been. From posting memes on my Facebook timeline to cheer me up (Patty, you are seriously killing it here) to taking me out to get groceries when I can’t handle the world, to covering child care, talking me down when I’m convinced I’m going to die, organizing fundraisers, and leaving Rocky Horror Show tickets on my doorstep - and all the stuff in between - people have rallied to take care of me. I am so thankful and so lucky to have the people I have.
I would make a really bad joke and say that the moral of the story is that you should always build community so that if you ever get cancer, someone will buy you Rocky Horror Show tickets, but that’s clearly inappropriate. Then again, I already warned you when this whole thing started that I would be using a lot of inappropriate humor. So I guess it stands. Build community. Or else you won’t get to see Frankenfurter when you have cancer. And really, it doesn't get much worse than *that*.
Anyway. How am I?