I love that the friendship that began in UCONN’s McMahon Hall—while we learned to balance the responsibility of being RAs with being curious, exploring, idealistic, and sometimes silly college students—carried us forward through almost 30(?!) years of love, laughter, tears, and growth.
I can’t help but laugh when I think about our “future plans” conversations in college and realize that, in some ways, my planned life became yours and your planned life became mine. You gave birth to two amazingly lovely individuals, creating a family with your husband and partner and still managed an impressive and often demanding career. Although I had fervent plans for children and fully expected I’d be a mother long before you, those plans were completely derailed by my disastrous first marriage and what became a lifetime of reproductive health issues. Instead, I dove into several entrepreneurial and creative ventures before settling into a more corporate track, only to find my way back to being an entrepreneur!
I am fully conscious of how our personal journeys intertwine with our health stories. We’ve both had life take us in unexpected directions providing life and health experiences that run from sublime to anguish. While I know that where I am now is exactly where I want to be, I am also aware that it is quite far from what I expected or planned in those long-ago college conversations. Regardless, your presence has been a steady constant. You’ve held me, both literally and figuratively, through some of the best and worst times in my life. Embarking on this project with you seems like the most natural and fitting way to honor our friendship, goals, and life views.
Witnessing your pregnancies, the birth of your children, and the raising of them has been for me both a source of utter joy and poignant pangs because that experience—one I fiercely wanted for many years—was ultimately denied me. I remember sitting next to you as you nursed Jamie, so tired but lit and smiling with new Mother love. You put your hand on my arm and said, “I can’t wait for you to experience this!” Even now, post-hysterectomy, my memory of that statement pulls on my deep heart strings and can usher in the tears. But, you’ve been there for me through it all, advocating for me when I wouldn’t or couldn’t, holding my hand and asking the important questions in doctor’s appointments, shaking me up when I needed it, and always, offering support.
Looking back at the health stories of our lives thus far, I’m grateful we had each other. Whether we were seeking care from a traditional western medicine source, a naturopath, or herbalist, one thing rings true—support was and is crucial. It’s vital to our whole selves to have someone by our side to help in all the myriad ways, large and small, that health issues, large and small, require.
Hearing each other’s stories and validating the experience provided a safe framework to manage whatever we faced. The compassion, sympathy, and support honored the experience. And, of course, true healing only occurs when the whole person—body, mind, heart—are addressed. I think we’ve always strived to make sure that we both saw each other as a whole person, understanding that each step in the road had multiple and comprehensive layers that all needed attention. It makes perfect sense to me that we now turn our attention to helping others receive the same. As we embark on creating a platform and forum to hear and share our health stories, and the health stories of other women, it strikes me that we’ve been practicing this for our entire friendship. Our almost 30 years of organic conversation has naturally lead us to create Heard. Healed. Honored.
It is my fervent hope that as we talk with women from all walks of life, they feel our genuine desire to hear their stories, and offer them validation and compassion. I want them to feel honored and respected for their courage and endurance. I hope they understand that while their health stories may impact their life, they do not have to be defined by them. I want women to connect with what they read and hear on this forum, and to find the support they need so true healing can occur.
Thank you!, Liana, for the years of friendship and for taking our conversations to this point where we get to work together on something that is gratifying, important, and in alignment with our passions and concerns. I’m honored and grateful to be starting this next chapter in our story.
May the women who share their stories on Heard. Healed. Honored. know it’s a labor of love that will truly hear them, honor them, and hopefully bring them some measure of healing.