Before I had children, I didn’t understand the phrase: “It takes a village.” Yes, I’m a weird introvert who loves to spend time on my own, so it just didn’t make sense to me. Anyway, then I had kids and WOW, it made a lot more sense. I’m forever grateful for the village that we gathered around ourselves when the kiddos were younger and the village we have now (you all know who you are! :)).
Adiba talks about the village in this way …
Once I was diagnosed with Stage IV Metastatic Breast Cancer (MBC), I discovered a new kind of village. The healthy people who showed up and kept showing up were and are priceless. While that group has changed over time and since we moved, the village that has become even more important are those within the MBC Community.
The ones who take my calls and texts in the middle of the night or early in the morning or during treatment.
The ones who become family within moments of meeting.
The ones who become an integral part of my life.
The ones who live the ups and downs of my treatment with me, and I with theirs.
While I still do enjoy my time alone and I need that time to recharge after engaging with others, I’ve learned that I need my village of people inside and outside of the MBC community in order to do this living while dying thing productively and well. My mental health is so much better when I’ve connected with others and I get energy from listening to the ideas and projects of others for my own. Thank you to everyone who is part of my village!!
And now you know more about how we all need each other.