Guest Post: Good News Will Work Its Way To All Them Plans
See original post here from Patrice Basso.
When Anna passed away, I was given a lot of advice, told a lot of inspirational things and supported to the max. However, out of all of those words of advice and inspirational quotes, etc. one thing stuck in my head all these months, and until now I didn’t really know why.
One of Anna’s favorite songs was Float On by Modest Mouse. She liked it so much and found it inspirational through her battle with cancer that she had it tattooed on her wrist. Today, the simple words “Float on”, not to mention the song itself are almost synonymous with Anna; if you knew her or at least knew of her you most likely associate ”Float On” with her. At the time of her passing, I’d heard the song a few times and knew it was a favorite of Anna’s but wasn’t overly familiar with the lyrics. That night, after everyone left and it finally hit me that I was going to have to live the rest of my life without my sister (a feeling I will never, ever forget) I was doing what any normal person would do doing what a social media freak would do using the internet to express my feelings and tweeting about it. One of Anna’s friends wrote me back with the lyrics from Float On “Bad news comes, don’t you worry even when it lands. Good news will work its way to all them plans.” At the time, I didn’t think much of it other than that I liked it a lot. It gave me hope that maybe something good can come out of this.
Today, on the 8 month anniversary of her passing, I can say with absolute certainty that good news worked its way to all them plans. So many amazing things have happened in Anna’s memory. First, we got to visit with her favorite band and hear how much she changed them. We participated in Red Balloon Race for the hospital she was treated at. And, most amazing of all, we started a foundation in her memory to help other families that have been affected by the same type of cancer, to start a scholarship fund and to help research efforts to try to prevent anyone from ever feeling that emptiness of losing someone they love to cancer.
But last week, we received the best news of all that we were given an amazing donation of $75,000!!!! My family and I are huge Dallas Mavericks fans, and we keep up with them regularly. We heard that their own, Mark Cuban, had been fined by the NBA for some not-so-nice comments he made about the refs after a game. We also heard that he always matched his fines (he gets fined a lot because he doesn’t like to keep his opinion to himself and the NBA doesn’t always agree with what he says) with a donation to charity. My mom thought why not reach out to him about our foundation and ask him to consider donating to us? Later that night, I got a text message with this in it.
It was official; Mark Cuban was donating $75,000 to us!!!! Words can not describe the feeling I had when I found out. Later, a friend of Anna’s posted on facebook “Good news definitely worked its way into the foundation’s plans. 1million4anna is gonna do some incredible things.” I couldn’t have said it better myself. It is more clear than ever, now, that good news is working its way to our plans. I have always believed that God had a reason for taking Anna from this Earth. I knew that her purpose was to touch lives and it is clear that she is continuing to do that from heaven, maybe even more so. Which is why God needed her up there, so she can help orchestrate all the amazing things that are happening. It doesn’t make it not hurt, but like I said last week, it sure does it make it easier.
Another one of her best friends posted on Facebook today (they seem to be good with their words or maybe I’m just lacking my own material) “Eight months ago we started counting Wednesdays. Then the weeks turned to months, and we started counting those instead. Today’s the first Wednesday the 8th since June, and I can honestly say that I love you and miss you just as much today as I did those first couple of weeks, if not more.”This pretty much sums up my feelings today, on the 8 month anniversary of her death. It still hurts. It still sucks. I still wake up every day wishing I could text or call her. I still miss her beautiful smile and her contagious laugh. I would give anything just to hear her say “I love you, Iss” one more time. But I am so proud of what is happening in her honor and I know she is too. I know she’s up there making it all happen so we can help other people. I know this is exactly what she would want her legacy to be, and I am honored to be a part of it, no matter how small or big.