Posts Tagged ‘healing thoughts’

Friends For Better or for Worse….

Monday, March 15th, 2010

“I, take you, to be my friend, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part. ”

This is a common wedding vow that so many of us have taken (or a variation of it) and we try our hardest to keep to it!

Our partners in life are supposed to be our best friends so this makes sense to make a vow to one and other!

We have other good friends in our lives; however we don’t usually exchange vows with them – even though the union of two close friends is really not any different than the union of marriage based upon the above vows!

Our good friends we want to have and to hold – for better and for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health…

So do we?


  • Have we been friends during good times and then found it difficult to be friends during hard times?
  • Have we been friends when everyone is healthy and then shied away when someone gets sick?
  • How about financial difficulties?
  • Have we helped when we can
  • It is so easy to be a friend when we are all in a utopian state of mind and health but when times get tough?

I have been working with My Stone Company almost three years and let me tell you I have learnt so much!  Cathy Raff – the founder and president is my boss! Everyone should have a boss like her.  It is a pleasure to wake up in the morning to tweet and facebook my status as “Hi Ho Hi Ho it’s off to work I go – With a smile on my face!”

Yes, I have a great job – but I love my job because of the amazing people who I work with.  They have become my friends.  Cathy – the ultimate Friendship Advocate or Queen of Friendship has shown me over and over again how important friends are in our lives – during good times and even more so during difficult times!

All of us (4 women – two continents, in 4 cities) have all gone through difficult times and I see how our friendships have helped to keep us going.  Cathy has discussed in her blogs how during her illness (UC) her friends stuck by her and helped her through the difficult times.

Almost two years ago my father passed away, it was a terrible time for me, I had to leave my daughter and husband in one country and fly to his funeral and mourning period in another.  But through the help of friends (and family) I got through it!  My closest of childhood friends came and sat with me, held my hand, and hugged me when I needed it.   The emails and calls from the “girls at work” were full of warm and beautiful positive words; I felt their hugs from so far away.  Even the shortest of text messages

“I love you, I am here for you”

made me feel so much better.

I don’t think that I would have been able to go through that time without my friends!

I know that it is extra work to be a friend during difficult and hard times – but it pays off – the reward of an even stronger friendship is the best!

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Discovering my Ulcerative Colitis

Wednesday, February 17th, 2010

Discovering that my stomach cramps were Ulcerative Colitis

At the end of my trip In Europe, I started to have very bad stomach cramps.  I was suppose to stay in New York for a few days to welcome my little sister back from a cross country bus trip, but I was feeling so bad, I decided to go home early.  A few days of rest, my mothers cooking  and I felt much better.

After a couple of weeks, I was off to the University of Texas, to start my freshman year.  As one can image, the excitement of going off to University, moving 1000 miles away from home, and making all new friends, was great.  I came to Austin 2 weeks early to go through sorority “rush”.  Now, I really did not have nay idea what all of that was about, but I was told it was a great way to meet friends, and as I went to Texas with out knowing anyone, except my older sister, who was at school there as well, I thought it was a good idea to see what it was all about.

After a week in Austin, I noticed that when I went to the bathroom, I had blood in my stool.  I called my Mom, who was concerned immediately.  As I was not feeling bad, I didn’t understand why she was upset.  She had been diagnosed with Crohns Disease 7 years earlier, so she had a better understanding of what might be ahead of me.

I went to the Gastroenterologist to do some tests.  My Mom decided to fly into Austin to be with me when I went in for the diagnosis.  Little did I know what the causes of rectal bleeding might be.  Thank goodness, it was not Cancer, but I was diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis.

I was put on high doses of prednisone to get it under control.  With in a month, I had blown up, in more ways than one.  My face became round, what is called the Cushing look, in the medical world.  The steroids play with your hormonal levels and that is one of many side effects.  I often thought I suffered more from the side effects of Prednisone than from the disease itself.

All of my joints hurt me; it was difficult to go up and down stairs.  I gained 15 pounds. My skin stretched, I still have until today terrible stretch marks on my legs. Hair growth in unwanted places, exhaustion, I slept all time.  I missed three weeks of school that first semester.  I has also taking sulfur drugs, and had a bad reaction. I was basically always trying to catch up with the classes I had missed.  I pretty much stopped my social life, for any time or energy I did have I had to focus on just trying to pass.  My first round of tests all came in at C’s and D’s.  Once I realized that passing had to be my priority,  my grades started to improve, each test I went up a level. I was totally shocked when I finished the semester with straight A’s!  I had never done that before.  (See how there is always something positive in everything!) It was the year 1977 when the University went to the Cotton Bowl, with an 11-0 record . Earl Campbell won the Heisman trophy!  I never made it to a football game, but I did manage a little after game celebration up and down the drag.

When I went home for Christmas Vacation, I passed friends in the mall, and most had no idea who I was.  That is when I stopped looking in the mirror at myself, until today.

No one recognized me

No one recognized me

It also made me start to really think about life, who I am. My appearance changed, but did that mean I had changed?  I became aware of how people related to me differently, and whether I relate to people by the way they look.  Some very interesting questions started to pop up for me.

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