I can see now, why they call it a journey.
Initially, I was irritated by the word. I felt like it sounded like I was some Real World/Road Rules participant — the kind who used words like journey and experience to sound like I’m some sort of well-traveled, wise-beyond-my-years human.
But really. Journey is the only word that works. Because I got diagnosed with cancer. And first. I was told it was 100% curable. And then… then the path started to twist. Turn. Get unpredictable. And pretty soon — I had to let go. And just roll with the journey. Because I’m taking the road less traveled. Or at least only traveled by 1 in 8 people.
And where I am at right now… nearly done with chemo… if you had asked me in June if I thought I’d be here… well, absolutely not. None of us do.
But I am. I am here. Almost done with chemo. Surgery scheduled. Awaiting a decision on radiation. This is my story. This is my journey.
And so I’m embracing the good parts. Because if I didn’t. If I simply focused on the scary, sad, painful realities the journey would be hard. It would have been for nothing.
So I’m soaking up the goodness. The unexpected. The new and exciting experiences. Like the opportunities I am getting to share my story. The chances I’ve been given to spread goodness.
And the crown on my head.
Yes. The crown. On my head.
When my beautiful and authentic friend, Jamie, first mentioned the chance to have a henna crown “gifted” to me, I was a little scared. I had seen her post pictures of others receiving theirs. And thought they were done on terminally ill patients.
But they are not. It is quite the opposite. She and Hollie give chemo patients and those with alopecia the opportunity that others across the nation celebrate as well — empower those who are without hair to remember that bald is beautiful. That henna is for healing. And that life is about experiences.
So, I received a most special gift last Sunday. In Jamie’s studio in Lincoln, Nebraska, she and Hollie celebrated with me. They honored me. And my breast cancer journey. They helped my commemorate this time in my life with something breathtakingly beautiful — my very own Henna Crown.
It was something I never could have known how much I would have loved.
Hollie custom mixes the Henna ahead of time — she blesses it. Prays over it. And then, as Jamie captured so exquisitely in her photos, Hollie freehanded a completely one-of-a-kind design, just for me as the Mr. looked on.
It was so much more than the henna. It was being in community with these two giving women. Discussing my story. Hearing why they do what they do. And feeling so blessed to have the opportunity to celebrate the gifts of cancer.
And as she painted, I couldn’t get the words out of my head. The words from Nancy Tillman’s book, “The Crown on Your Head”.
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