Roller coasters and such

Posted by Joel on November 9th, 2008 filed in General stuff

Hey all.  Sunday evening and Colts finally win a big game at Pittsburgh.  They’re beginning to tease us fans on a regular basis now.  Hopefully, they’ve got it figured out for the rest of the season.  We’ll see, I suppose.  

The kids enjoyed Orlando immensely.  We were fortunate to be able to spend quality time with Uncle Eddie, Aunt Karen, and Aunt Theresa.  Of course the trips to Disney were a hit as we are still spending time reminiscing about all of our favorite things from the trip.  I’m glad we went and am thankful for the opportunity.

Not much to report on my end.  Still just playing the waiting game until the November 18th, PET scan.  I try not to dwell too much on the waiting, although it is difficult sometimes.  I figure I can handle whatever news we receive on that day.  It just seems the not knowing can torture the mind at times.

One thing that I’ve learned since becoming sick, is that in a way, my illness has given me permission to live my life with no holds barred.  I’ve learned that some of the things that I thought were important aren’t really so much.  I now know that this is my life, and I will receive much more from it by living and loving life each and every day.  Regardless of the quantity of days/years which nobody can predict for themselves, the quality of life is what matters.  I’ve been fortunate to have learned long ago how to laugh out loud, long and hard with friends and family.  It is a rewarding experience.  My illness just emphasizes to me what I already knew.

A book that I am reading entitled “How to live between office visits” given to me by a good high school friend, has a poem in it that I find appropriate. It is entitled “The good thing about Cancer” written by a lady named Patsy Barrineau.  It is as follows:

The good thing about cancer is that it speaks in short sentences.

I listen attentively as malignancy whispers:

Applaud yourself.

Hold his hand longer.

Hug her.

Buy it.

Say it.










I’ve read and re read that poem often and get different perspectives each time.  I don’t know where as adults we have sometimes misplaced our ability to truly live.  I know that the structure that society places upon us often requires us to act and react the ways that we do.  However, I watch my kids and think of children in general as they live life to its fullest and apologize for nothing.  They never walk away from a situation where they think “wow … I wish I would’ve said or done that” because kids always say and do what comes to their mind.  They have no inhibitions.  They have yet to “learn” that discretion is the better part of valor.  Sometimes to the embarrassment of their parents.  However, I’m beginning to understand the true power in that line of thinking.  I am learning about life from my own kids or at least remembering a time when the world was an easy place.  As I return to that place I see no reason to leave.  Life isn’t difficult, or at least it shouldn’t be.  I often muse that the most spoken words in heaven as inhabitants look back upon earth might be “Why was I so serious back there?”

As we were riding roller coasters last week, Daphne said out loud unprovoked after having raced down a large hill, “Wow dad, that made my tummy feel funny” as she continued to giggle and keep her arms raised.  You know?  She’s right.  If we spend our time being scared of the next hill, we might just miss that crazy feeling in our stomach which makes the ride worthwhile in the first place.  Think I’ll just keep my arms up for now.  Talk at you soon.


8 Responses to “Roller coasters and such”

  1. Karen Allen Says:

    Thank you, I feel wiser after reading your posts. As I was chasing Cooper at church, I told some friends that I’ve been serious way too long. Who knew how much fun putting toys in a box and then dumping them on the floor just because it sounds great?
    Hang in there.

  2. Erin J. Carr Says:

    My first thought was, wow, he is reading ANOTHER book?

    Talking to you the other night has made my week. I didn’t realize we chatted for 3 hours! You are destined for a break along the lines somewhere. I do believe in hope and I have faith. Your whole life, you’ve treated everyone with respect and kindness, you’ve shown compassion and humility, you’ve run your business with integrity and you are in need for someone to throw you a bone.
    Although you aren’t trying to be a hero, you certainly are one.

    Love the poem, it is one to print and keep posted.

  3. Mackenzie Carr Says:

    Dear Uncle Joel,
    This week our story is about a girl who had to go live at her uncles in the Great Depression. Her dad and mom were out of business and she had to go live at her uncles. I would love to live with my uncle because my uncle is GREAT. I told my class that I wanted to live with my uncle. Which that would be you.

  4. Connie Matalon Says:

    Hi Joel,

    Once again, one of your posts brought tears to my eyes. Words cannot express how much I admire you and how you’re handling this Roller Coaster Ride. Stan and I will be thinking of you on Tuesday.
    Cousin Connie

  5. kathypeigh Says:


    Now when I think of the word cancer, I think of Rachel’s comment last June. As she and I were walking through the hospital and noticing so many ‘cancer’ signs, she says “I hate the word cancer” and I say ditto. Not being as poetic as the poet, my description of it is:

    True friend


  6. jodi daniel Says:

    I have been keeping up with your website for a while and I am sorry I missed you at the class reunion- I am sure it has been since we have graduated that I have seen you. I just wanted to say that you are in our thoughts and prayers and keep that fighting spirit-
    Jodi Grant

  7. Erin Carr Says:

    This is the post I’ve been searching for. I love this post….

  8. Daphne Says:

    well Dad I love you so much

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