We were the closest family possible. Our world was turned upside down on 05/03/09 when my best friend, the person I love most next only to our children, my sister Trina was diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer. Her body gave out on her on 01/09/10 but she will ALWAYS be a part of our daily life and will continue to be in my posts. I started my blog to chronicle our daughter's international adoption from Guatemala and have continued to use it as a journal.

What you will find is my family trying to adapt to our new lives that were handed to us.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Jen and Aviana

Those of you who know me know that I'm always talking about what an amazing person my friend Jen is. Her daughter Aviana was injured in a tragic accident. As I've said before, since sissy died I don't have much compassion or sympathy for many people especially when they bitch and complain about minor, trivial things that they won't even remember in a week.

I have ALWAYS had a tremendous amount of empathy for Jen. Her courage and continuing to fight and work for Aviana is unbeatable. She would literally walk through fire for her girl. One thing I especially love about Jen (okay two things) are A- her wicked, dry sense of humor and B- her willingness to be open and true. She blogs about her REAL life, the good, the bad and the funny. Jen puts herself out there and if people don't like her, fine, but she's not going to put on airs. That is a rare and highly admirable quality in a human being.

Her blog is one of the few I still read and her entry yesterday was nothing short of jaw dropping. All of her AND Aviana's hard work has shown itself in spades. I dare you to read it and not cry.

Jen, you are amazing and I love you.


Jen said...

You are SO SWEET! Thank you so much for everything you said here ;o) I SO appreciate it!! I wanted to write more today, but have a killer headache :o(


Jill said...

beautiful post....please let Jen know...

I understand a little of what you mean about people worrying about silly things....the past 3 months of watching my dad suffer and die a slow death...only wanting to communicate with me because my mom was in the accident with him and incapacitated...most of my friends are over it by now...and Jeff, the kids and I just sit there every day...

to understand when ONE word of communication is such sweet progress...amazing. Tell her thank you.

I think of you every day, Cam. Just want you to remember that I am out here.