from
the mailbox:
When
my mother-in-law was diagnosed with gallbladder cancer
in 2007 we knew the chances of her surviving 5 years
were slim. In April 2010 we found that the cancer
had spread to her liver and she passed away on February
7, 2011 at the age of 54.
I
made her the Fuck Cancer cross stitch last year. It
took me days upon days, I don't have a crafty bone
in my body. I miscounted stitches, my fingers bled
and I started over several times until I just said
"screw it, this is good enough." It looked
like it was made by a kindergartener with poor motor
skills and bad eyesight but she loved it anyway. It
hung in her dining room where everyone could see it
and nod in agreement and she decreed that she wanted
to be buried with it. Last week it was proudly displayed
at both her viewing and funeral reception as you can
see in the attached image Everyone, including the
nun who sat by her during her chemo treatments, enjoyed
my "handiwork."
We
didn't leave it with her, though, we brought it back
and hung it back up where his dad can see it and be
reminded not of her disease but her sense of humor.
Thank you for giving us all something to laugh about
during tough times.
-
Heather

I've
made a couple of these, and (unfortunately) need to
make a couple of more...stitching it out is like stabbing
cancer in little 14-count increments, and it's quite
cathartic. -- laura

I
got my "Fuck Cancer" kit on time and delivered
it to my friend and his one remaining testicle. I
hadn't seen him in years and the gift brought him
to (happy) tears. Thanks for being creative and supplying
me with the perfect gift. It made a real moment. --jeff
m.
I'm
writing to let you know that I am finding the "Fuck
Cancer" cross stitch very, very cathartic. I
ordered two kits - one deluxe and one basic - shortly
after my father entered hospice. He had metastatic
cancer. They arrived the day of his funeral. (The
kits were on time - my dad was just on a different
schedule)
I
am making one for myself and one for my aunt. I think
if I would have shown the pattern to my dad he would
have looked at me over the top of his glasses and
given me a mock disapproving look - but I think he
would have understood the sentiment entirely.
As
I work, I think of Dad and I smile. Thank you so much
for providing an outlet for me.
-heidi
from wa
I
just finished my "Fuck Cancer" kit and I
wanted to thank you. It was HUGELY cathartic--I lost
my husband in March to leukemia. He was 24.
There
was anger released in every stitch. Thanks for your
creativity and vision.
Amanda
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