Helping Emily.

The thing is, I don’t know this girl and I don’t know this family. I hardly know the blogger from whom I learned about Emily, and I don’t even know if this is going to do any good at all or if it’s just more dots on a white screen.

What I do know is that cancer is a scary thing and that when a family like Emily’s is struggling with a cancer like Emily’s, the right thing to do is show support. I urge you, please, to go to Not That You Asked and just read what’s there. If you care to give more than just a glance at the page, I know—-without knowing the family—-how appreciative they’ll be.

This blog reaches a few hundred people a day and I hope that it can do a little good somehow. Cancer’s a thing that was a big part of my life when I was younger and I know it’s a thing that’s a pretty big part of too many other people’s lives. Just read what’s there and consider the awesome power of the Internet, a thousand anonymous people showing love and support any way they can.

Thank you.

Welcome April.

Ahhh. My birthday month begins. The big count-down to the less-than-big 2-9. The exciting thing about my birthday this year is that it’s not during vacation or on a weekend, so this means attention. The worst thing about being born to two parents who work in public school is that they pretty much had my birth scheduled to the minute, during school vacation and timed so that the end of maternity leave would coincide with the beginning of summer vacation, hence six solid months of rest. In any case, I was born during April vacation and my birthdays have been bitter sweet because I was never the girl to get all the attention during the school day, but my friend who was born three days before me, did. Oh, the jealousy. 

So this year, I’m all excited because the day we return from spring vacation is my birthday and it will be the first time in as long as I can remember that I’ve been in school on my birthday. This might seem like a stupid thing for many (if not all) of you, but it brings me cheer. In addition, in between now and then is a big long trip to Salvador and a visit from a really good friend. I think this might be just about the best month of the year, not including the month when I get to go back to the States and stay there for as long as I want. That’ll be good times, too.