Monday, October 22, 2007

Speaking of Good Sam's....

Those of you that have been reading here for awhile know that I have 3 immediate family members: My son. My Mother. My sister. And you know their situations, and mine. It is often, during this time in my life, that I hear from friends: "I don't know how you're still standing," and "you have more than your share...."

I can only shrug and smile.


My sister came home last Wednesday, from the ACS Hope Lodge. She has been there since Labor Day, you may remember. I wrote, 6 weeks ago, about her staying there. She's been receiving radiation therapy daily, and will be begin chemotherapy here at home, soon. It was shortly after this entry that I got an email. It read, in part:
I have a proposal for you. I would like to provide a hotel room for your sister for 2 nights for the weekend of her choosing. I think it would be a great break from the prison (I mean residential facility).
It was preceded by this statement:
I can't imagine spending 6 weeks in a residential facility while receiving treatment. I spent some time at Barnes, as a patient, when I was younger.
I honestly couldn't respond, immediately. This. This offer. It had to sink in. And I had to run it by my sister, this offer for her and her family to stay here, for the weekend of her choice.

She talked it over with Tim, and she shyly, and then I shyly, accepted this offer. Dates were confirmed, and we awaited the reservation confirmation.

It was then that I got confirmation that a PayPal donation had been made to my account, from Teri's benefactor. I couldn't imagine, this guardian angel must be sending $250 to cover her hotel room!!

Who was I kidding?

My PayPal email notified me that $500 had been sent to me, for my sister. I received an email shortly thereafter that the $500 should cover the room, taxes, valet parking, and hopefully a nice meal, for Teri and Tim.

I was at work when I read that message. I just had to stop. Stop what I was doing, stop working. I could only sit and breathe, and take in the kindness of another person. And find a kleenex; for some reason I needed a kleenex.

When I could catch my breath, I called Teri, and I told her. The weekend was on. And I told her what had been done for her.

You'd think there would have been whooping, and cartwheels, and high-fiving, at this point, wouldn't you?

But I will never forget: I told her, and then we sat. We bot sat, silent on our phones. Not saying a word. For minutes, until I finally said "I know." And she said "Yeah."

And I knew she was looking for a kleenex.


So I booked the rooms, and I ran the difference over to Tim, the night before he took off to St. Louis for a fun weekend with Teri. Nephew Dane went also.

E-mails from Teri became more fun, as she began to get excited about getting the hell out of the cancer lodge and having FUN with her hubby and son (daughter Brandi out of town with friends). She wrote me, the day before she took off:
I am SOOOOO excited about going over to the Hyatt tonight. Mr. _______ has made my time here one that will be memorable forever.[...]but because of the wonderful thing he did and the fun I plan to have this weekend. It will top any negative times I have had or will have while going through my treatments.
The room:

The restaurant:

The sisser and the Tim:

The family charicature that cracks me up for it's accuracy:


"How are you still standing?" they ask me.

I am still standing, friends, because there are guardian angels in the wings that make putting one foot in front of the other easier every single day. Both simple and grand gestures are made.

Each is gold, to us.

And someone out there prefers to remain anonymous, but he will steadfastly remain in our hearts forever.

He has no idea.


  1. This is a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing it. (And best wishes to Teri.)

  2. That really puts your faith back in humanity. I don't know what it is about you GnightGirl. You just bring out the best in people. Best wishes to your sister.

  3. my thoughts and prayers with you and Teri and Tim and the Anonymous Benefactor... the strength and energy of people like you keep the world going 'round.

    You never cease to amaze me with the depth of emotion packed into your writing.

  4. You just made me cry. At work no less. Just when I'm thinking there are no good people anywhere, you give me a story like this.

    Many many thanks to him whereever he is.

  5. I believe in angels.
    Such beautiful proof.

    This post and Mr. A's act of kindness makes me reach for a kleenex too.

  6. That is so amazing - thank you for sharing it. What a beautiful story.

  7. You rock Mr. Anonymous. What goes around comes around - good things are on their way to you.

  8. What a special gift! I'm glad she has been able to come home last week. I'll keep her in my prayers.

  9. MizLiz8:46 AM

    Lovely. Hope that your sister and her hub had a great time. And the benefactor? What a lovely, gracious man. Humanity rocks sometimes!

  10. my mom would say: There are still good people out there Mary...they are still out there!!

    Yes. Indeed.

  11. Angela Reinhart4:20 PM

    Amazing - there is kindness in the world.

  12. Wow. Oh that's a sublime happening.
    Best to your sister (and to you!).
    And thank you to the kindness of one person for making it happen.

  13. Another soldier's mother10:32 PM

    Who can deny the existence of angels after reading this? They're out there, we just need to be open to them. God bless you all.

  14. Love you and the fam tons babe.
    Very glad this all came together.
    Back from Fleridia. 'Twas fun-ish.
    Missed ya! Come see the new tat!

  15. there are some really awesome people out there...

  16. Just out blog walking. Beautifully written!

  17. Good people abound!

    What a great story!!! I'm so glad that the good is going to outweigh the bad this time. Yay for Mr. Anonymous for giving the gift of fun!

    Now...where are the kleenex?

  18. There are times and people who's humbling, isn't it? Yeah, I've been there myself and it's indescribable.

    Pass me a kleenex, would ya?

  19. Amazing! ((where's my Kleenex?))

  20. What a wonderful story. Thanks for sharing.


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