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you could say I had an unconventional
childhood for a couple
reasons I was born to Jewish avocado and
citrus growers in rural Southern
California my dad was a surgeon at our
local hospital and my mom ran the ranch
where she sold we sold our fruit
commercially and they rescued donkeys my
Early Childhood was so
beautiful strange and very
privileged and you could say that I
really had nothing to worry about until
I
did when I was three and my dad was 42
he was diagnosed with metastatic bone
cancer and he was told he had 6 months
to live he had his right leg amputated
and he went in for chemo and radiation
which in the early 1980s for bone cancer
was especially
brutal and then miraculously he didn't
die first we got a year then we got two
then we got five and then we got
seven and then when I was 11 the cancer
came back and stayed for
good um we lived between
scans like that's how our time was Meed
out and we lived with the constant
ticking clock of
mortality we all have a clock like this
it's just in my family we could hear
ours all the
time more often than not one of his SCS
turned up something a back tumor here a
neck tumor there his other knee and then
he would go in for treatment and then he
would come back to us it was a little
bit like a Sinister version of The
Giving Tree only he was trading body
parts for time with
us and then as I mentioned when I was
11 really he found out this is what was
going to kill him and quickly and that's
when he decided that he was going to
teach my brother and I all the skills we
would need to know to survive without
him and so while other kids were having
play dates after school and riding their
bikes my brother and I were in my Dad's
version of survival
school and we were learning all kinds of
things um how to squish a man's eyeballs
out if I was ever
attacked um All About The Dewy Decimal
System I don't know why uh the role of
nitrogen in soil Health uh member
nations of the United Nations and so
much more he was also doing a lot of
things to be present for us after he
died so things like becoming a beekeeper
and putting away enough honey that he
knew wouldn't spoil oil so that we would
have it for
decades or planting trees around the
ranch that would shade and feed us um
after he was gone or even though I was
only 12 at this point um he started a
coupe of doves and put my brother in
charge so that he would let them go at
my wedding someday throughout it all I
knew he was suffering and often in
terrible pain even though he really did
not like to talk about it
and he always used to say that when he
couldn't enjoy life with me my brother
and my mom he would
die and I took this at face value until
1 afternoon when I was
16 I went into their medicine cabinet
looking for something and I found an
unmarked pill bottle with dosage
instructions and I just knew it was a
terminal prescription it was right to
die medication before it was legal I
wasn't mad I immediately understood what
he had been saying all those years and
that he had a plan that there was a
level of pain and suffering that he
wasn't willing to experience and I
didn't say anything to anybody just put
it back and
left and then 6 months
later we were on the phone and we got
into a terrible fight it was so stupid
it was about me not wanting to do my
college
applications and I was so angry and I
hung up on him without saying goodbye
and without saying I loved
him I didn't know it but he was about to
take his
medication and I think when it came down
to it saying goodbye to me was just too
Impossible by the time I got home he was
unconscious and I would never hear his
voice
again I dealt with his death by doubling
down on the things he wanted for
me I chased academic honors like a drug
I played not one but two division one
college
sports I wrote a book I got my
PhD and then in my
mid-30s I realized I was just completely
exhausted I had been living my entire
adult life in a way to prove to myself
that I was good because someone who is
good is not someone who hangs up on her
dying
dad I was using achievement and all of
the shiny things that come along with it
as a way of anesthetizing my own bad
feelings of Shame regret and
fear those feelings were so big I
worried that if I let myself feel them
for even a minute I would never ever
feel any anything else
again
but you cannot kill negative feelings
sadly with work and
[Laughter]
avoidance and mine came back with a jolt
on the outside I was successful and
thriving and on the inside I was anxious
terrified and questioning my
worth by avoiding all of the negative
feelings
I was muting the Fantastic ones too I
was so scared about missing out and
losing more of the best things in life
Joy awe love wonder that I couldn't even
let myself experience
them I needed to find a new way to be I
wanted to find a new way to be so I did
a bunch of
stuff I interviewed a ton of grief
Specialists and therapists and I even
went out into the Wilderness with no
food and no tent to do the thing that
scared me most which was to be alone
with my own thoughts and feelings and
absolutely nothing to distract me from
them I learned I can go about 5 days
without eating about a week without
talking to anyone and forever without
checking my
phone but what hit me the hardest was
becoming a volunteer at at a grief
support Organization for
kids so many of them thought they were
bad too they'd been out of the room
playing when their mom died or they'd
said something in Anger to an ill parent
that they
regretted and I could so clearly see
that the painful things that happened to
these kids were not their
fault for the first time I was able to
see that that was probably true for me
too by blaming themselves the kids were
making their losses make
sense even though it hurt to blame
themselves it gave them a reason for the
terrible thing that
happened like losing someone they love
for no reason at
all maybe some of you can
relate
often when we feel difficult things we
blame ourselves because it's easier than
admitting we have no control
that's what I had been doing for the 25
years since my dad
died but just because you feel guilt and
shame does not mean you did something
wrong just because you feel regret does
not necessarily mean you should have
acted
differently it sounds very simple and it
is very hard to
accept
but like life is nothing except one long
Sushi conveyor belt of things that are
going to test you and teach you at the
same
time I know this because first I lost my
dad but then we lost our family home to
Wildfire the house and everything in it
burned including almost everything that
my dad had worked so hard to do and
leave for us after
died and
yet in one small wooden shed that I do
not know how this was spared by the fire
behind a bunch of old farming equipment
we found a couple 5 gallon plastic
buckets of my dad's
honey he'd harvested it more than 30
years earlier and it was still
perfect the ancient Egyptians used honey
as a sweetener and also as a natural
antibiotic on one Papyrus it was written
that when the son God cried his tears
fell to Earth and became bees that made
honey for the
people life from
grief pain into sweetness sorrow into
medicine 2 years after the
fire my I lost my
mom also to cancer but quickly this time
she chose right to die too which was
legal now and because of the experience
we'd had with my Dad we vowed that this
time would be totally different no one
would be left wondering if they messed
up or if she knew how much she meant to
them so we had a living memorial service
for
her and we each took turns telling her
how much she meant to us and she said
the same thing back
it was so beautiful and it also really
hurt I think if you can swing it
everyone deserves the chance to say
goodbye what I know now and what I wish
I could tell my younger self is that you
cannot have joy without
pain you can not have resilience without
challenges
happiness without sadness or bravery
without
fear these things are not
opposites they are
Partners there is no such thing as
happily ever after I'm
sorry there is only sadly happy and
happily sad and that's enough it's more
than enough
honestly I like to think
that before we enter this
world we are asked to sign a kind of
cosmic release
form acknowledging the extreme risk it
is to care deeply about anyone or
anything or any
place I imagine it goes something like
this I hereby acknowledge that in
exchange for the chance to live I must
accept both pain and pleasure joy and
sorrow often at the exact same
time this is the ticket price for the
chance that is to
live it's never too late to sign it
thank you
[Applause]

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