"The best way to mend a broken heart is time and girlfriends."
-Gwyneth Paltrow
Please welcome my beautiful, southern-belle heart sister Mary Leah Coco. We could not be more different and more alike. Mary Leah is the mommy of a beautiful 4 year old girl and the wife of a chef..... and with a family history of heart disease, she is in end stage heart failure. Just a few years older than me, Mary Leah is waiting for a new heart - someone else's tragedy will be her second chance/new beginning/fresh start. She is the bravest person I know and I am so proud to call her my friend (though, we often call each other DUDE.)
Red is a primary
color. Red is one of the first colors we
can perceive after birth. Red is
commonly used in many cultures as part of wedding festivities. Red is the color of love and fidelity. The color red is my sign of hope. The color red bonds my Rach and I
together.
Rach and I met August 13,
2012 and my life hasn’t been the same since!
When I first met her I thought, thank goodness there is someone else in
this world shorter than me. We both sat stoically (well…as much as possible)
around a table of women as we shared our stories of heart disease and how it
changed our lives. It is nothing short
of eerie to hear your own life’s story retold through someone else’s eyes and voice - and the
fact that it’s their life’s story too makes you feel like you are no longer
walking the path alone. When Rachel
talked about the risk of having more kids, I could feel her sadness in my
gut. I know this feeling all too well. We both are so young and had so many visions
of what our lives would be like. But heart disease had another idea. Heart disease chose us and now we have chosen
to fight back….to fight back together.
"Coco loves Rach"
officially got off the ground when she let me borrow her fabulous red
wedges. All great friendships start with
a great pair of shoes, don’t they? And
let’s just be honest here….Rachel is way more fashionable than I am, and the
stylist at our photo shoot was insistent on cramming my poor little feet into
these torturous heals. I’m a flat kind
of girl, so my poor feet were in pain. Well,
I remembered Rachel’s fabulous red wedges and short of begged her to borrow
them……thank goodness she said yes! I
rocked those red wedges, and now they are famous in our 2012 Go Red sister
photo!
Let me tell you, I love
this girl. She is the yin to my
yang. I can’t think of a day that has
gone by since we met that we haven’t talked.
Even if it’s something as simple as a message that says, “Dude”…..we are
always checking in with each other. We
have conversations about potty training, feeling crabby, my obsession with
silly jokes, what red dresses we have seen lately, religion, parenting - you
name it and we are talking about it. I
admire her fiery spirit, inquisitive nature, compassionate spirit, and her
perfectly flawed heart. She is an
amazing mother, fearless warrior, and has a super smart mouth that I love. Her desire to change the world is rivaled by
none other. I am in awe of her passion
for life.
Heart disease is
deceptive and surely does not care where you live, what kind of education you
have, what your life plans are….heart disease takes what it wants and that is
that. Together, Rachel and I are
fighting back. A song that I feel
explains what Rachel and I want to do with this year’s Go Red for Women
campaign is Alicia Keys’ “Girl On Fire.”
This song brings a
smile to my face, tears to my eyes, joy to my heart, and often articulates what
I cannot do alone.
How do I feel about being part of the Go Red for Women
movement? How do I feel about being a heart disease survivor? How am I going to
continue to live my life once I get a new heart? How do I approach each day? I will do it wearing red and on fire!
"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival." -C. S. Lewis
Wow! What an amazing post! Thank you for sharing your story and reaching out. So many parts of it touched me, especially when you wrote "Heart disease is deceptive and surely does not care where you live, what kind of education you have, what your life plans are. Heart disease takes what it wants and that is that."
ReplyDeleteMy frustration with my own heart diseases has been high lately, after complications with another surgery and a lot of down time to reflect on surviving, rather than thriving. Thank you for reminding me to stop feeling sorry for myself and get back to being my typical "Girl on Fire" self.
I wish you happy, heart-healthy days. Thank you for speaking for all of us, along with Rachel!