Those we love don't go away they walk beside us everyday... unseen, unheard but always near... still loved, still missed and very dear ~ unknown
This is more than just a website and a company to me. This has been a savior of sorts because what do you pour your heart into when you lose someone you love far too soon and had to watch fade away.... something else you love even if it's not equally enough. This website is not nearly to the point I wanted it to be when I published it to the world and it has been my saving grace on the nights I have reached for my phone for some sisterly advice only to be kicked in the gut with the realization that there is no longer someone on the other side of that conversation.
My sister, Tammy drove me crazy! I once sent her a picture I found that said "If you don't know how you can both love someone and want to strangle them at the same time then you have never had a sister." She was 11 years older but that never stopped me from jumping in the fight. We were allowed to fight each other but if anyone else tried to mess with one of us they got the wrath of the other. That's what cancer did in this case and when it picked a fight with her I jumped to help fight it back. You want to see strength? Watch a woman with Stage 4 Inflammatory Breast Cancer on oxygen travel hours to other states so that she always made her son's hockey games. Watch her carry a bed down the stairs because cancer did not mean she could not do it herself. Watch her continue to plan her yearly trip to Disney with tubes coming out of her stomach, lungs and chest. That is a strength that you never think is possible until you watch someone get knocked down over and over again refusing to let cancer dictate their life.
When I was little she made me go on every roller coaster with her and even stuffed my shoes so I would be tall enough. What nobody knew was while I was scared going up that ramp hearing it click as we moved closer to the top, she would hold my hand so I wouldn't be scared. I found out later in life all the things she protected me from over the years; she was always protective and vice versa. Cancer proved to be the one thing we could not hold hands and make go away.
My sister always said she wanted her story told even if it just saved one person. As I held her hand when she took her last breath I promised that I would do that. Every time I told her I wanted to start my own company she was proud. As we grew up we moved out of the fighting stage and she became my go to for advice on dating, life, our mother! So through this company my mission is not just to plan events but to continue my sister's story as she had wanted. If anyone would have been the life of any party it would have been her, so as I see it a little piece of her is put into every event that I plan.
Educating people on Inflammatory Breast Cancer that only 5% of all breast cancer patients are diagnosed with and hitting in the late 30s to early 40s. You don't find a lump and mammograms do not always pick it up such as her case. It creeps up silently and can present as just a bruise but what the bruise is a sign of changes lives.
One day I hope to be at the point where I can write her whole story to tell the world but for now I'm putting a little bit of the love I have for her into each of my events as she would have had more fun than anyone.