Wednesday, December 01, 2010

One last update before I go to bed.

It is 9:03 CST.

The Therabite Fund is currently at more than a thousand--strike that--eleven hundred dollars.

We raised two hundred dollars in twenty-four hours and more than nine hundred dollars in the subsequent twelve hours.

I have had one too many glasses of wine, sitting and hitting "refresh" on the PayPal page over and over and over. That's two and a half Therabites, or a Therabite and whatever else the founder of OCF says is necessary, or whatever care I can fund through my prosthodontist.

The possibilities are endless, and it's all because of you. I am pointing at each one of you individually:

The person who gave a whole chunk o' change.

The person who gave ten bucks and sent me an email apologizing for not giving more.

The person who's getting back to life, having come back from the dead, and is giving a bit.

The class of nursing students who each gave five bucks.

The person who had cancer themselves and who knows what a prosthetic can do.

You guys! We raised a thousand dollars!

Millenia ago, a bunch of people who'd just fought to regain their Temple entered that holy space to find blood and dirt and ashes. Their sacred lamp, the eternal flame that they kept burning as a tribute to the goodness of their God, was guttering. It only had a single drop of oil left in it.

For eight days, the Maccabees watched as their lamp continued to burn, in defiance of logic and the laws of physics.

Later, Christians took this idea and expressed it as the story of the mustard seed: out of something impossibly small can come something so huge, so beneficial, that it swamps its beginnings.

You, the readers of this blog, took the awful, dirty, horrible, fear-ridden space of the cancer that I got and have turned it into something more beautiful than I could ever imagine.

I did not realize how many tears I had to cry when I lost the part of my mouth that made speech easy and simple.

I do not have enough thanks for each of you tonight, for making that sacrifice something gorgeous and lasting for other people.

Thank you for making it worthwhile. Thank you.


Penny Mitchell said...

Like attracts like. You have good peeps here for a reason.

bobbie said...

And now I am in tears ~ hoping I can help do even more ~

Lynda Halliger Otvos (Lynda M O) said...

Namaste, my friend.

oneoff said...

This intaweb thingy can be a fine and beautiful place.

And Jo - you rock big time.


Anonymous said...

Happy Hanukkah, Jo. Keep lighting those candles.

messymimi said...

"Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you." Luke 6:38 NIV

You have a huge measure, it shows in your nursing care.