dear roo . . .

few things in this world overwhelm me.  losing the 9TS and confirmation of kidet's DSM analysis . . .  diagnostic and statistical manual of mental disorders . . . aside, my boat floats pretty darn well on the high seas.  or so i thought.

yesterday in the mail, arrived a package from tennessee.  as i read the cover letter, my heart opened and my world shifted.  the letter was from the daughter of a friend who is now pushing three years of NEDness. in the world of stage iv melanoma, that is two degrees above a miracle.  but if anyone was ever going to rock it, it would be les.

by way of explanation, and i quote, "this year, i participated in a class whose goal was to create a short book of poetry.  i tried to write a book about cancer, i ended up writing about dragonflies.  according to legend, the last thing that came out of Pandora's box was hope in the shape of a dragonfly".  

under the cover letter was a hand made book of poetry. a project from the heart.  a project of great courage and determination.  a project from the goodness of a soul so pure.  a project from roo.

that cancer effects the patient is bad enough.  that it is determined to undermine faith, family and finances.  that it creates gaping holes in the universe.  that it effects the lives of people like kidlet and roo is untenable.  but clearly, here is a young woman who has found her strength and is holding on tight.  i am so proud of her and her parents.  they just don't take no for an answer.

from the bottom of our hearts roo, thank you for the ode.  thank you for the dedication.  thank you for being you.  thank you being a keeper of the dragonfly.

jeanne and kidlet