By Jan from Woodgate
First of all, there are not enough words to describe the Just My Luck book signing hosted by our wonderful Woodgate Library… so many thanks to Kathy, Sandy, and all the rest of the library friends who made this possible.
Thank you, thank you, and thank you some more to all you wonderful folks who came by to visit and buy books.
What a tribute, I am forever grateful. Sister, cousins, aunt, and besties traveled from Connecticut for the event…there ain’t nuttin like your peeps close by to make one feel real special.
And it couldn’t have happened without the diligence and hard work of Alex and Jamie.
Now onto the reality of what life has become living with cancer. It’s things that go Bump In The Night..literally.
Everything is upside down, topsy turvy, and not a day goes by without a new surprise just a’waitin.
Days and nights tend to mix themselves up, sleep is sporadic and often unplanned, and bumping around in the middle of the night is kind of the norm now.
Seems the coordination that I took for granted for so long has bailed out. I crash into objects constantly, and the bruises appear instantly. They’re the kind of bruises you see on the very elderly: dark, ugly and long lasting. Real special.
In the event that a camera were to capture my nightly wanderings, I’d surely be locked up for my own safety. They tell me I chuckle in my sleep which, let’s face it, is comforting.
Just knowing I’m still able to laugh at my lame self keeps me smiling. Isn’t that what it’s all about folks?
We’ve got to keep the humor going for as long as it is physically possible, difficult as it is sometimes.
The mirror, for instance, never fails to take my breath away. It starts with sheer disgust and then I can’t help it my chubby face and crooked smile turns into plain old funny and I can’t even feel sorry for myself!
Now a special thanks to the church in Inlet for sharing the little book called “Since Nobody’s Perfect How Good is Good Enough?”
It’s all about how to get into heaven and it is the most enjoyable little gem I’ve come across.
Bruce and Sonja first mailed it to me and it then showed up at the book signing—love it!
So anyway, if we happen to run into each other, it may look like I’ve been scrapping in the boxing ring so don’t be alarmed…just bumping in the night like the rest of the bogeymen creepers. Amen.
Editor’s Note: Cards and well-wishes can be sent to: Jan Knudsen, P.O. Box 147, Woodgate, NY 13494.