February Series: Community Relationships

Since late 2019, I have had the opportunity to chat with so many like me. Survivors and fighters whose lives have been affected by cancer, traumatic accidents, or circumstance. Through them, my eyes have been opened to the true resilience of the human spirit. I have been inspired, awe-struck, and comforted by their words. So this is for all of you who have listened, shared, and made me feel a little less alone in my darkest hours.

There is something about struggle. When you've jumped over hurdles and walked through fire, just for a chance at survival. If you've dealt with the ravaging effects of disease day after day, you count your blessing a bit louder than most. You spot magic where others see mundane. You judge less, love more, and will stop at nothing to help someone facing your burden. This perspective makes for someone you want in your corner. When you feel misunderstood, in a sea of healthy, "normal" people, sending an SOS message on social media to a stranger or looking across the parallel walking bars at your prosthetic clinic can be one of the most important things you do for yourself. You may not see it in the moment, but the power of community has impacts far beyond finding someone who can answer your questions.

Each time I receive a message from someone who is needing support, I feel supported in return and a little less alone. Together, we are stronger. Building a bridge to help with both mental and physical health, and even teaching me daily tips for self-care. What I have gained from these friendships is priceless. How else would I know to use a trash bag to help slide pants on? Or be able to share that walkers and crutches now come in fun colors like HOT PINK. With who else would I discuss all-natural, tumor shrinking supplements and my fertility fears? I pray for these people, I shed tears for them and I have their back. I am so thankful that I had the guts to do something I had never done before and reach out to someone I didn't know. I took a chance that they might ignore my cry for help and it was so worth the risk of a bruised ego.

If you are one of the many beautiful souls who has been there for me, thank you from the bottom of my heart.