This past Saturday in Chillicothe, Ohio, my parents' hometown, my aunt Becky and grandma hosted a bone marrow registration drive. The event was an incredible success, with 149 registering to be donors and raising $2525 so far for the Be The Match organization. You can still donate or sign up to register by going to marrow.org or by reading more about the event on my mothers blog at carepages.org. But from my perspective, it was absolutely incredible to see so many people pour their time, sweat and tears into supporting my mom. When strangers were showing up and friends were showing up after driving hours to get there it started to hit me just how incredible my mother truly is.
One of the trade offs of having moved around the world with my family is really not having a home town. This weekend was the first time I really felt like that is something I would want at some point in my life, a home base that is. I have loved moving so much, and am cringing at the fact that I have now lived in Michigan longer than I have lived anywhere else, but having a place to refer to as my home, and a place where I can count on to support me at the drop of a hat would provide a bit of security. I have been asked a lot about how I would want to raise my own children; if I would want them to move around or if I would want them to have a home town experience and I really have no flipping idea. But I do know that there are trade offs with both, and that if I have to live in one place forever it better be flipping fantastic!
Saturday taught us lots of things. It taught us how incredibly respected my mama is, how adored she is by so many. It taught us that lots of people are praying and hoping for her match to be found quickly. It taught us that our family is ridiculously strong, showcased by the fact that my grandpa was at the event not 24 hours after getting out of the hospital. And it taught us that Chillicothe is the definition of community, and we have great friends there who support our family. I am grateful for all of these things!
#266: Seeing family that I hadn't seen in years this past weekend
#267: Seeing a smile on my papa's face
#268: Hugs from lots of people who know me, though I don't know them from Adam.
#269: Catching up with old friends, cousins, family. It's so easy to feel comfortable around everyone.
#270: Feeling better!!
#271: The strength of community.
One of the trade offs of having moved around the world with my family is really not having a home town. This weekend was the first time I really felt like that is something I would want at some point in my life, a home base that is. I have loved moving so much, and am cringing at the fact that I have now lived in Michigan longer than I have lived anywhere else, but having a place to refer to as my home, and a place where I can count on to support me at the drop of a hat would provide a bit of security. I have been asked a lot about how I would want to raise my own children; if I would want them to move around or if I would want them to have a home town experience and I really have no flipping idea. But I do know that there are trade offs with both, and that if I have to live in one place forever it better be flipping fantastic!
Saturday taught us lots of things. It taught us how incredibly respected my mama is, how adored she is by so many. It taught us that lots of people are praying and hoping for her match to be found quickly. It taught us that our family is ridiculously strong, showcased by the fact that my grandpa was at the event not 24 hours after getting out of the hospital. And it taught us that Chillicothe is the definition of community, and we have great friends there who support our family. I am grateful for all of these things!
#266: Seeing family that I hadn't seen in years this past weekend
#267: Seeing a smile on my papa's face
#268: Hugs from lots of people who know me, though I don't know them from Adam.
#269: Catching up with old friends, cousins, family. It's so easy to feel comfortable around everyone.
#270: Feeling better!!
#271: The strength of community.
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