With her first grandchild, before she got sick. My favorite photo of her.
This a story about my beautiful friend who got sick. Well, it’s more than that, really.
She was my very first friend in California. It was 1985 and we clicked right away. I moved away and came back a couple of times, but through it all we were friends. Soon after I returned again in 2010, she got sick.
Really sick. And was sick for years. Chemo and hospitalizations and, well, you know how that goes.
I spent a lot of time with her in hospitals. I was, after all, retired, and I could.
One particular hospitalization, at Stanford, was tough. Super-tough. And she was depressed. I wanted to give her something positive to latch onto and decided she needed some affirmations to focus on.
I’m no artist, that’s for sure, so I found some funny but inspiring affirmations online and put them up in her hospital room. And then I had the idea of making her a box of affirmation cards for healing.
Did I say I’m no artist? But I AM a writer and I knew what messages would resonate with her. And so, I made her a box of very crude affirmation cards. These:
Did I say they were crude? Heartfelt, though. And then, I found a little box to put them in and then made a little cover design with instructions.
She accepted them politely and lovingly. The next day I saw them on her tray table at Stanford. She saw me looking and said: “You should market these.” We talked a little about them and about how she was using them. I also noticed that the tray table was small and the box took up too much space to be convenient.
She went home, life went on and that red box sat on her bedside table. Once in a while we would talk about the cards until finally, I agreed to market them one day. And we talked about what else sick people would want.
And then, finally, she left us. Quickly and without a lot of fuss, just the way she wanted to go. Last year, when we went through her things, the red box was among them. Her daughter gave it to me.
So you probably know where this is going. Our conversations were the start of what is now A Healing Spirit–a business to support healing of all kinds. And that little red box of crude, heartfelt affirmations? It was the root of my Healing Affirmation Cards and as I promised her, I am marketing them:
From that crude beginning came these: business card sized so they take up less space in purse or on bedside table. To help with any disease.
You can find them HERE. The hardest thing about this new venture of mine is that she inspired it, but isn’t here to share it. Because her fingerprints are all over every single product. Every single one. How I wish I had done this earlier so I could gift her with them.
I wanted to tell you a story about my beautiful friend who inspired me to become my best self. And to find a way to share that best self with you.
You can see everything she inspired HERE. Now, only in my Etsy shop.
And yes, I cried through the writing of this entire post.