Living life to the fullest

Finish the race. That is what Bev says. I haven't written in a long time so first I apologize for that. Second, I personally can't say thank you enough to all of you who have helped me, supported me, prayed for me. I have always tried to be a person who would help out someone else when they needed help, but have found it so hard to accept when people give me help. I feel almost unworthy. But I want to say a special personal thanks to Bob, Stephanie and Brett for their help in setting up and donating proceeds from their garage sales; and to all of those who donated time, baked goods, merchandise for sale that helped us raise money. I would try to mention each by name but am afraid I would leave someone out and I don't want to be guilty of that. You know when you watch the Academy awards and the winners get up and start a long list of people to thank, I always figured the next day they had to say sorry to someone they forgot to mention. My hiccups are going and I can't sleep. I just watched a rerun of Oprah after the Late late show. It was about kids who are heroes in their own right. Celine Dion wrote a book about 12 of them. In addition, a viewer told Oprah to watch a utube video about a boy who never spoke a word named Elliot. Elliot's parents created a blog before he was born to help with explanation due to the fact he was diagnosed with a fatal disease. He wasn't expected to live past birth. But he did. Each day at his birth time, Elliot's parents would celebrate another birthday. Day 2, day 3, then one month, then two months. Elliot's dad would write him letters telling him how proud they were of him, why he had to wear tubes to breath, etc. Two months became three. Unbelievable in medical terms. On day 99, Elliot's dad wrote to him saying he went to live with Jesus. At his funeral, they released 99 balloons in his honor. They disappeared quickly. Just like the days of our lives disappear quickly. When Oprah asked how they did it, his mom said she knew she could be sad later, and decided to live each and every moment happily with Elliot while he was there. They had over 3000 photos in 99 days. They did announce they are expecting another baby shortly, healthy I hope. It might be the chemo that heighten my emotions, but I was brought to tears thinking what love and devotion these parents had for Elliot. Sometimes I think I have it so bad I don't want to go on, then I think of people like this who have gone through so much more and show me that there is a reason for each of us to be here and to live life to the fullest each and every day. I feel embarrassed to need and accept help, but know that God has given me friends that are willing to do just that for me. I can not say thank you enough to all of you. I know I intend to try to live life each day to its fullest and hope that you are able to do the same. I remember a few years back a movie about a guy who could listen to the thoughts of women. Although a comedy, there was a serious part where a girl thought no one even knew she existed. So she almost committed suicide but because the guy could read her thoughts, figured out what she was up to and saved her. Saying Hi to a total stranger, or helping someone out in the store or wherever, or my favorite of buying lemonade from the kids lemonade stand on the corner is what I think God wants us to do for each other. Thanks to you for helping me out, that is what I hope to do for others. Amazing that while writing this I didn't feel any hiccups but now that I'm done, I feel them again. Oh well, just a few more days and they will be done. Live life to the fullest, and leave all of your hiccuping to me! LOL!