Squished into a Starbucks stuffed with newborns and Nikes, I was first treated to the boisterous laugh and generous smile of my friend, Caroline.
It was 1999. We were beginner moms. Bandying blunders. Trading tips. Loving our new lives.
Life soon got busy and our paths untwined.
Almost ten years later, we happened to reconnect. Just in time for Caroline’s cancer diagnosis, three months of us helping as best we could, and then mine.
During these unexpected detours of ours, Caroline’s determination to defeat this disease, her astounding achievements of mind over matter and her generous wisdom and support have filled me with admiration, inspiration, gratitude and hope.
Despite ominous odds, Caroline is completely cancer free.
Today, I had the honour of celebrating the beginning of her new life.
Her new, improved life.
Please stand and hum “The Final Countdown”.