Friends, can you believe that Wigs and Things is one year old?
Thank you everyone for your support, for reading my jumble of words, for encouraging me and making me feel like I am not alone on this bizarre journey.
You are invaluable to me, and I will be forever grateful for the love and kindness you have shown me.
For anyone who has ever responded to my blog by saying,
''You put into words exactly what I was feeling, but could never figure out how to say.''
''If you are ever in ______, let me know because I want us to meet!''
''This is how I have felt so many times, too.''
...and lots of other kind things, thank you.
For your companionship.
For making me feel like I am not crazy.
For helping me through the most challenging, gut-wrenching, isolating time of my life.
On the hard days, it means more than I could ever say.
As a thank you, I have made a lovely lemon and hibiscus sugar scrub. It's made with 4 simple ingredients, all organic; coconut oil, white sugar, lemons, and crushed hibiscus.
I use it myself, and it will make your skin feel soft and smooth, and smell like lemons and flowers!
If you have ever read, ''I Feel Pretty'', you'll know this time last year taking a shower was a somewhat a depressing experience for me. By using sugar scrubs, and facial masks, and sweet-smelling soaps, it made me feel like a Princess, if only for a few moments. It made me forget all about not having any hair left to wash. It made me feel pretty.
So, I am sharing this with you. I wish I could give one to you all, but could you believe that Wigs and Things has garnered
I never in my wildest dreams imagined that so many people would read anything I would have to say.
The extraordinary thing is, I have only shared Wigs and Things with TWO PEOPLE outside of the cancer world, one of whom solely in print. Meaning, people whom I did not know before I had cancer, or whom I still do not know personally, have taken precious time out of their lives to read my little blog over 9, 000 times.
I am humbled beyond measure. Truly.
To determine who (in the continental U.S., due to shipping) I will send this lovely scrub to, please comment below with an answer to the following question:
The youngest person diagnosed will be the lucky recipient!
At least something good comes out of being diagnosed with a cruel, life-threatening disease in the prime of your life...right?
Friends outside of the U.S. are welcomed to participate, but as stated I cannot ship it to you. (Case in point: I sent my friend in Canada a bag of pecans and it costs $16!).
If you are unable to comment on the blog directly, please comment on the original page in which this blog post was posted. I will check them all and plan on sending this sweet little jar of homemade goodness out on Friday afternoon, May 25th.
Thank you friends. Dear ones. Much love, always. XO
Thank you everyone for your support, for reading my jumble of words, for encouraging me and making me feel like I am not alone on this bizarre journey.
You are invaluable to me, and I will be forever grateful for the love and kindness you have shown me.
For anyone who has ever responded to my blog by saying,
''You put into words exactly what I was feeling, but could never figure out how to say.''
''If you are ever in ______, let me know because I want us to meet!''
''This is how I have felt so many times, too.''
...and lots of other kind things, thank you.
For your companionship.
For making me feel like I am not crazy.
For helping me through the most challenging, gut-wrenching, isolating time of my life.
On the hard days, it means more than I could ever say.
As a thank you, I have made a lovely lemon and hibiscus sugar scrub. It's made with 4 simple ingredients, all organic; coconut oil, white sugar, lemons, and crushed hibiscus.
I use it myself, and it will make your skin feel soft and smooth, and smell like lemons and flowers!
If you have ever read, ''I Feel Pretty'', you'll know this time last year taking a shower was a somewhat a depressing experience for me. By using sugar scrubs, and facial masks, and sweet-smelling soaps, it made me feel like a Princess, if only for a few moments. It made me forget all about not having any hair left to wash. It made me feel pretty.
So, I am sharing this with you. I wish I could give one to you all, but could you believe that Wigs and Things has garnered
9, 186 views!
I never in my wildest dreams imagined that so many people would read anything I would have to say.
The extraordinary thing is, I have only shared Wigs and Things with TWO PEOPLE outside of the cancer world, one of whom solely in print. Meaning, people whom I did not know before I had cancer, or whom I still do not know personally, have taken precious time out of their lives to read my little blog over 9, 000 times.
I am humbled beyond measure. Truly.
To determine who (in the continental U.S., due to shipping) I will send this lovely scrub to, please comment below with an answer to the following question:
What was your age when you were diagnosed?
The youngest person diagnosed will be the lucky recipient!
At least something good comes out of being diagnosed with a cruel, life-threatening disease in the prime of your life...right?
Friends outside of the U.S. are welcomed to participate, but as stated I cannot ship it to you. (Case in point: I sent my friend in Canada a bag of pecans and it costs $16!).
If you are unable to comment on the blog directly, please comment on the original page in which this blog post was posted. I will check them all and plan on sending this sweet little jar of homemade goodness out on Friday afternoon, May 25th.
Thank you friends. Dear ones. Much love, always. XO
I was 33. :)
ReplyDeleteI was 32. November 2017.
ReplyDeleteElise, did you find yours yourself or through a mammogram? I found mine in the shower after having some sharp pains there for quite some time.
DeleteFound it myself - was laying in bed one night and was like, "that feels weird..". No pain, just a weird bump.
DeleteFirst diagnosis was at 30 (on Valentines Day!!), second was at 46 on the day before my 47th birthday.
ReplyDeleteDebbi xx
That was a memorable V-Day, huh?! And birthday! Mine was right after Easter 2017, but they gave me the ''It's not looking too good'' speech right before Easter, so I was in a mental mind f-k the whole holiday knowing in my gut it was going to come back as cancer.
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