Celebrate Lung Leavin’ Day

What is Lung Leavin’ Day, you ask?  I’ll tell you what it is in a minute.  But first, I have this to say:  I generally like to find the humor in, well, everything.  But there are some things that, really, cannot be made fun of.  Unless it has happened to you, it’s not your place.  Particularly, if this “thing” is something serious.

There is only one part of this story that I find funny, and when I say “funny,” I don’t mean ha-ha funny.  Less than 48 hours ago, I was perusing the internet.  You know.  What I always do.  Looking for inspiration.  Looking for other bloggers to connect with.  Looking for ways to better my writing.  When I came across a link someone had shared on Facebook.

I think what made me “click” was because of this word:  mesothelioma.  Is this personal for me?  No.  But a few years back a good friend of ours lost his dad to this exact disease.  I remember the anguish his family felt from losing such a good man, a devoted father, a loving grandfather.  They felt cheated.  It seemed so senseless.  He was a seemingly healthy person.  Why did this happen?  Because of a decision he made as a young man during one summer.  One summer.   He took a job at Johns Mansville.  A manufacturer that produces asbestos-containing products.

When I clicked on this link, I was impressed with the site and the message it sent.  I got to the very bottom of the page.  Where I had to choose one out of three plates in which I had to write a fear on and then “throw” into the fire.  So, I clicked on a plate, and then sat there for a minute.  Thinking.  And thinking.  What was I going to write?  I’ve never had cancer or anything that I was truly, deathly afraid of.  Besides, what fear of mine could be worse than having cancer come back?  So, I left the site.  Because I didn’t feel worthy.  But my mind kept going back to it.

So, here’s where it gets “funny.”  I have an email account that I created just for my momfeld stuff.  For some reason, I suppose because of the whole peri-menopause thing going on or just because I probably have adult ADD, I forget to check it.  I hadn’t checked it in a week or more.  I finally remembered today.  There was an email from a woman.  The one with the plate site.  Asking if I would tell her story.  Talk about Lung Leavin’ Day.  I felt honored and more than happy to do it.

This brave woman lost a lung to this disease on February 2, 2006.  Mere months after giving birth to her child.  When you go to her site, you can read her story and how she got this disease.  It’s amazing.  Every year, on the second of February, Heather gathers together with her closest friends and family for Lung Leavin’ Day.  Where they throw their fears into a bon fire.  What better way to rid yourself of all that you are fearful of?  All that could be holding you back?

After I thought about it for a while, I realized that my fear can be anything.  Fear of public speaking.  Fear of heights.  Fear of writing a book.  Whatever the fear, it’s your fear.   It doesn’t matter how big or small.  So, please do me a favor.  And yourself.  Because it’s important.  And hell, it feels good.  Go to her site (which is really creative and cool) and write your fear on a plate.  Then go ahead and smash it into the fire.  It will feel good.  I promise.  Because I went back there and wrote a fear and smashed that plate.  So I know.  It felt good.  And I’m doing it again.  On February 2nd.

This disease is a killer.  Heather beat the odds.  Honor her and all who have suffered from or succumbed to this disease.  Click on the plate.  You won’t regret it.  Oh, and spread the word.  Thank you.

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6 Replies to “Celebrate Lung Leavin’ Day”

  1. Thank you, Maureen, for telling this story about Steve’s dad and his battle with mesothelioma. It was quite a battle, indeed, and what was even sadder, his younger brother also died the same cruel death only a few years later. So, your friend is very, very lucky, and I’m so glad to hear she is alive and well and inspiring others to eliminate the fear from their lives. You know that’s my mantra, to move from a position of fear to love, don’t you? This quote from Marianne Williamson speaks to my soul, and I can only hope it inspires others to face their fears head-on and head straight into the victory of their lives. We all have crosses to bear, things we need to overcome, but with faith, courage, and determination, anything is possible.

    “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

    ~Marianne Williamson, from A Return to Love

    Thank you, Maureen, and best of luck to your new friend, too. god bless her for being so strong. Amen.

  2. Thank you for leading me to this wonderful blog. She is truly an inspiration! My grandfather worked in a factory and also has mesothelioma. He will be 95 in June. As he tells me he’s had a wonderful life. My aunt also had to have part of her lung removed. Her story and idea of smashing your fears can apply to anything. It’s a way to let go! I’m doing this with my family on February 2nd. Maybe we’ll start doing it once a month! Thanks again! I love your blog!

    1. That’s amazing about your grandfather. He is so lucky to have lived a long full life. But it seems if anyone worked in one of these factories, no one was safe. Such a shame. Thanks for reading! I appreciate it!!!

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