The story of Sue1 and Sue2

With gratitude (and apologies) to Dr. Seuss

Sister Sue and me by _TJH9003
Sue1, right, and Sue2 during one of our last visits.  It was a day of smiles and remembering, as is today. Sister Sue died a year ago today, June 29, 2016. Photo: T.J. Hamilton/Sabo PR

“I fully believe that heaven and earth are mysteriously intertwined.” — Sister Sue

The only time I ever got in trouble in church, at a funeral no less, was with Sister Sue Tracy.

For laughing.

Before the service.

No matter, we were scolded by a sober-sides sitting in front of us who thought laughter had no place in church.

Oh, lady, I thought – if you only knew.

A member of the Dominican Sisters of Grand Rapids for more than 50 years, Sue came into my life when I was a newly-diagnosed, numb cancer newbie in 2009.

She had just emerged from her fifth go around with what she called the “little c,” (Christ was the Big C in SueSpeak) when Charley Honey, mutual friend and Grand Rapids Press Religion editor, “thought you two should know each other.” He brought us together over coffee.

Having read his profile of her in The Press, I was wowed before I met her.

Sisters under the skin

We were sisters under the skin: We shared a form of blood cancer known as non-Hodgkin lymphoma, and she said things like, “Tears are the safety valve of the heart,” and  “The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.”

Think funny lady Gilda Radner if she’d entered the sisterhood at 19 as Sue did, and was still going strong in her 70s.

Funny, profound and a fellow quote junkie, Sue made it OK to cry, and she made me laugh despite myself.

Turns out being terrified and laughing at the same time is an unnatural act. Who knew?

On a role: Sue1 and Sue2

In true De. Seuss fashion, she became Sue1 and I assumed the position of Sue2.

When I began writing a column called “Living with Cancer” for The Grand Rapids Press and Mlive.com, her angel wings materialized.

Somehow, when I was feeling less than inspired and a deadline loomed, a you-go-girl email would miraculously appear, or she would suddenly call. Did I want to have lunch?  A heaping helping of inspiration was always served on the side.

She became the guardian angel for the column and talked it up so much, I told her I ought to be paying promotional fees.

Sue chose to  embrace life “one blink-swallow-breath-heartbeat at a time,” and I can still hear her advising me to do the same.

Rising up when you’re down

Not that it’s always easy.

In her blog, toodooloosue.com, she writes of times she was “knee-deep in anxiety, preoccupation, fragileness and shaky trust.” A place too many of us recognize.

During one of those times, an email arrived, containing what would lift her up and become one of her favorite quotes:

“When you come to the end of all that is light and all that lies ahead is the darkness of the unknown, faith tells you that one of two things will happen: either you will stand on solid ground or you will be taught how to fly!”

I’ve chosen to focus on my todays, too, since Sept. 16, 2010, after treatment put me into a complete remission.

Still, every now and then I need a reminder.

Mine comes in the form of a worn piece of paper taped to my desk:

“What I do this day is very important because I am trading a day of my life for it.” — Ron Rutkowski

For all those days you spent on me, Sue, this one’s for you.

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