In my defense (not that I think you expect an explanation), I have been uber busy organizing the Rockabilly Prom. Initially it was quite a struggle. I heard a lot of "I've never heard of that" and "We don't donate until you hit the third year". It's kind of like trying to get your first job but nobody will hire you with no experience. Fortunately people started to realize that I do have the appropriate experience. The financial industry background gives me the business sense, being a small business owner gives me people skills, anyone who knows me can tell you I know how to throw a heck of a good party, and I am all too familiar with the needs of oral cancer patients.
So things finally started to come together easily and I'm very excited for what lies ahead. We are just a little over 4 weeks away from Rockabilly Prom. I've been chastised for calling it the "1st Annual" because there can't be a first annual anything. I can tell you this for certain. Living through a Stage IV cancer diagnosis has made me really not too concerned about being the grammar police. That bit of energy I would take pointing out someones error (several times per day) is far better used to get through the day without being wiped out. I realize now that, in some ways, having cancer made me a better person. Don't get me wrong... I would much prefer to never have to think about cancer a day in my life and still be the hardcore corporate meanie I was before. Or would I? It's an answer that becomes less definitive as time goes by. And I'm thankful to still be here, watching the time pass, getting older and certainly growing wiser.