Real Talk. Ramblings of a Moxie girl

For context it’s 2014, like brand new 2014. You’re riding passenger in a car, headed to Boston. The song Timber by Pitbull and Kesha is blaring over the stereo and you are on your way to see your mom at Dana Farber in Boston. 

Enter 2026 and I can still feel that moment every time I hear that song. The song reaches its peak and it’s full out party mode and I am taken back to that speeding trip on the highway to Boston. We are speeding down the highway and I am questioning Kesha and judging Pitbull. 

This week I’ve heard the opening harmonica line and just enough of that intro to know that I am back on that highway and we are driving way too fast.

I believe my life experiences have shaped me into who I am today. Walking in the shadows of death with someone is not a job to take lightly. 

I remember my mom’s first appointment at Dana Farber. 1/2/14 and helping her in the bathroom. Never in my life didI expect that my assistance with pulling her pants back up would be required. 

When things feel out of control be the helper. Step in, love them, help them be as comfortable as possible. 

Thats the legacy I want to leave behind. Love. Love love love. When you hear those beginning harmonica notes, think of me and remember just how much I love you