Happy Birthday to my Best Angel in Heaven, My Inspiration and My Dear Friend. This year, it will be 10 years that I lost one of my best friends in the world to cancer. Who would’ve thought that almost 29 years ago, God would send me someone that would be inspiring and prepare me for what was in store for me 29 years later in my cancer journey. Kelly and I met in September of 1989 on the campus of Hampton University. We were moving into Virginia-Cleveland Hall, our Freshman dorm. As we watched our fathers recruit football players to assist them in the lift and our mothers supervise the process, we began to talk. We both lived in New Jersey (I was living in Georgia at the time), and we both loved sports. As we began our trek to the top floor, we realized we were headed in the same direction, the same floor…right next door to each other! We bonded and the rest is history! 
Kelly was a great friend, a positive influence and so much fun to be around. I enjoyed her company and we did a lot together. By our Sophomore year, we were roommates. She enjoyed giving me guidance and “telling me what to do!!!” Kelly was the youngest of five sisters and would remind me that she was older than me…only by about a month and a half though!
We remained great friends throughout the years. It broke my heart when she transferred to Temple University our Junior year, but we visited each other and kept in touch, still remaining close friends. On my graduation day, Kelly surprised me. I was so excited that my best friend took the time to share in this special day.
Fast forward to July 2000, Kelly was in my wedding.
I miss my dear friend but I use her life and her way of handling her cancer diagnosis as an inspiration and a model of a God-fearing woman who did not let cancer steal her joy. When I would speak to her, she was always positive and reassuring even though she was facing some uncharted waters. Kelly would tell me to have faith and that everything would be alright. I was always fascinated by her strength and her candor when I would ask questions. Of course, Kelly would never disappoint as she was ready to give that motherly talk and advice! I wish she were here today. I wish I could have a conversation, tell her about our son, about my career, about my life. Ask her questions about her life, her family…
In 2006, when Kelly was a mere 35 years young, she was diagnosed with breast cancer. She was so strong and diligent about her health. Unfortunately, in 2007, she had another bout with cancer, even after treatments and on the 28th day of July, was called home. I’ve saved her emails and her letters and read them often for inspiration. Our last conversation was about her treatment and how she was taking the more “wholistic” route. Once again, she reassured me that everything would be fine. I miss my friend…

From Me to You
Kelly Golliday to you
November 15, 2007
Hi:
This is a quick and personal update from me to you.
I was diagnosed with Inflammatory Cancer last Thursday evening. I had been in Cooper Hospital for 6 days and was being treated for a breast infection secondary to Radiation Therapy. Upon discharge I saw my oncologist and surgeon from Jefferson Hospital and was readmitted to Jefferson for 5 days. I was then administered a biopsy and the results came in last Thursday. The medical community is astonished and don’t know how an aggressive tumor could have survived all the chemo and radiation I had just completed.
On this past Monday, I had surgery to have a port installed to begin chemo. I started chemo on yesterday and had my PET SCAN today to determine if and where the cancer has spread.
GOD is still on the throne. Less than a year ago when I was diagnosed with Aggressive Triple Negative Breast Cancer, the Lord reviled to me that my sickness was not unto death. I told fast to His promised and told fast to his grace and mercy. You see, I have seen lives changed. I am blessed with medical support who see me as a God-fearing woman and have said, ” I don’t know why God is testing you!” and I praise Him for using me to touch lives. Lord knows that I am not worthy, but I am a work in process and transformation.
Don’t pity me, but keep me and the family in prayer. We will survive this. We meaning you and I. God is in control.
There may be times that I don’t return you call (but I appreciate them) or even a text message. I am on heavy pain meds and when I can able I try to give my girls all my energy and strength and attention.
I again appreciate all the love and support, calls and cards, prayers and gifts. We have been blessed through you.
May God be glorified through this journey.
Love you
Kelly
Last week, a dear friend of mine posted on Facebook that Sunday, our Pastor, Pastor Curney, stated that becoming better means you have to stretch…”Jesus did not ask the man to stretch his hand for examination, He asked him to stretch out for glorification!
Reinventing myself means I have to stretch. I have to take risks, endure challenges, and make decisions to go above and beyond when it comes to my eating, exercising, career, relationships, child rearing, etc. I have to be that rubberband and continue to stretch myself despite the tension I may feel or may be pressed upon me. The tension I feel, is supposed to be there as it affirms that I am doing the work God intended me to do. God made me to accept challenges and to take risks. He provides the relief in the tension as I stretch. He protects me and gives me no more than I can handle, so why not stretch, why not reinvent myself, why not take risks and accept challenges???
A room with a view. This was my view from my hospital bed in December. Beautiful sunsets, beaming lights, life happening at a high rate of speed… and me, waiting, watching, wondering. Will this be the day, will I get great news, will I go home today? The devil has been so busy in 2017, I didn’t know what to think! I looked back out of that window to the heavens and a calmness came over me and then a certain warmth that seemed to wrap itself around my belly…I am going to be alright!
As I vacated room 378, I did not make any resolutions, nor did I make any promises to myself, but I did think about how I will do things differently, live differently and attempt to take more risks and accomplish what I dared not to even fathom a year ago. Through sickness and in health, I’ve had opportunities to really think about my life and what I want for me and my family. You know, facing uncertainties will make you really take the time to do lots of things!!! This year, just like every new year is an opportunity to make changes. Of course, you can make these changes throughout the year, however, there is something about January 1st that provides procrastinators with another chance! I am living my “another chance”!