Showing posts with label Joyce Fossen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joyce Fossen. Show all posts

Monday, August 30, 2010

Happy Birthday Jan Jan!

Forgive me mother, for I am lame.

Mom in the Philippines circa 1978.


Over 10 years ago my mother passed away after a 50 year long relationship with cancer.  January 15, 1999 to be precise.  It was her dying wish that her memoir/resource book be published.  Her book was titled A Beautiful Burden: Surviving Cancer Across a Lifetime.  She cared deeply about health and wellness of cancer survivors, as well as advocacy for those with facial differences.
Since her passing, let me be honest, I've done nothing about her book.  Sure, I sent it on to her friends who offered to edit.  I made some copies and converted files from time to time.  But really I've done nothing legitimate to get her book published.  Her book has taken on a meaning of burden all its own for me.  One she likely never intended.
Two of Janet's grandchildren Ellie and Trever with the manuscript
binder and a strawberry basket she used for inspiration while writing.

Today is her birthday, which has me thinking...you know, she never knew what the future would be like for any of us.  If she was around today, I imagine her book would be available in print.  She'd have a Facebook account to keep track of the grand kids and Tweeting with her Denver University friends.  She fancied herself a networker long before the term "Social Network" became what it is today.  Blogging would have come naturally to her.


So in honor of Janet Trever on her 67th birthday, I'd like to officially declare this blog open and welcome to receive any of her old friends, family, and bring her delightful insights, story, and resources for coping with cancer and a facially different lifestyle to a new generation.

So...TO THE BOOK!!!

I leave you with the Dedication she wrote herself:

To Virginia Satir, Lucy Meryl Tullis, and Joyce Fossen.  All three were wonderful teachers and mentors for me and have passed on from this plane of existence.  Also to Yul Brynner; I never met him before his death in 1985, but he has certainly influenced my life experience.  I like to talk to the four of them during the day as their presences watch over me.  Someday I envision they will be welcoming me to the other side...now that will really be something to write about.


Me on the left with my mom at Sun Moon Lake, Taiwan.