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 While sitting a table with my sister at what I was told was a health fair in mid-September, we met a truly amazing woman. As it turned out, this was clearly not a health fair and Grace Jones was the only person to stop and talk with my sister and I that day. One might think that it was just a silly coincidence, but I'm not a believer in coincidence. In my heart, I know that we were meant to meet that day, and I'm so grateful we did.

Grace stopped to comment on how she loved my black shirt with purple butterflies on it... sharing with me that purple is her favorite color too. As she looked at the things on my table that I was selling, she asked some questions about Reiki and the crystal healing pouches I had created. This quickly transpired into what seemed like a conversation with an old friend, and she shared with me her story of having been diagnosed with colon cancer and that the surgery was scheduled for the end of the month. This is a story that Grace had decided not to even share with her family. I felt honored that she felt comfortable enough to shared her story with me. In talking with Grace, I quickly got a sense of her soul, listening to the incredible amount of positivity that came through to me in talking about her life while speaking with her.

Thinking back to the diagnosis of cancer that came to me in my life, I remember the vast array of emotions that flooded me daily, none of which were positive or even remotely healthy for me. But the woman standing before me exuded strength, positivity, love and such light. Simply by the way she spoke, and the passion for life in her voice, I might never have known what she was going through had she not told me. I could feel the brightest light in her soul. Even while speaking about her diagnosis, she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was going to find the rainbow at the end of it all, and come out an even stronger and brighter Grace than before. What a truly amazing woman, and I feel blessed to now call her my friend.