Link to One Another

Link to One Another

There really is no such thing as a separation of one’s personal life and work life. It is the same heart that pounds at the office as well as at home. And for me, I do not think I have lived in a year with so much LOSS and so much GAIN, intermingled and divinely directed, as this one.

People have moved in and out of my life. Some have exited through moves and some through death; some have entered after years of separation, while others quickly pass through. But what they all have in common is that they enter and exit with a story that forever links me to them. I know I am never the same for having shared the minutes or the hours in their presence. I am richer for having heard their story.

I am not one to focus on the age of an individual but rather their experiences.  As I look at the people who have moved in and out of my life this past year, I have been struck by the magnitude of their impact on my life and my outlook.

My dad is 91 years old and is in his last days as he lives with terminal cancer. He is not known for profundity, but he almost always says something that just resonates to the core of me. When I asked him if he had any unfinished business that he wanted to take care of on earth…he pondered for a second…then said... “Well, I need to take a shower still.” I am not fully sure he understood the import of my question…but his answer became a life lesson to me.

Keep life simple.

I have a friend I have known since birth. Exactly 6 years ago she was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and given 3-4 months to live. She has always been a little sassy, so she looked the doctor square in the eye and said “You are WRONG and I will PROVE it.”  And now, 6 years later she is celebrating that sassy, yet prophetic remark, by tattooing the name of the one person who “had her back” and never doubted her….her husband Christopher. And guess where she put it…across her entire back. She never knew getting a tattoo was so painful and her only wish was that he had a shorter name!

Sassy has its place.

 I have worked in this field since 1979. I was a student desperate for a job to pay for college. I wandered into the Women’s Center at WSU in response to an ad to be the project developer in starting a 24 hour rape crisis line for the campus. I don’t know if my timing was just right, or if the Director was simply in a hurry...but after a 20 minute interview, I got the job. A few months ago this Director contacted me out of the blue. She saw my name associated with KCSARC and wanted to take some ownership in giving me a start. I asked her why she would trust a girl, who knew absolutely nothing, to launch a project of such enormity. I never knew this, but she had been in contact with the department professors inquiring about a good candidate for the job and my name was mentioned a few times. She had already intended on contacting me, when I wandered in on my own to apply for the job.

People talk; Give them something to talk about.

As I was pondering the stories that have linked me to so many lives, I am reminded of that childhood game “Barrel of Monkeys.” The object is to link the arms of each individual monkey to the next until all 12 in the barrel are connected and swinging from one another. I have this image of your stories linking us together and swinging with one another. Each monkey represents the message within your story that forever links us together. I like that image a lot. I look forward to hearing your story and linking arms with you as we continue to carry out our mission. We are stronger with linked arms.

Dare to share your story, link to one another.



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