Last night I was honoured by a local organization, the Afro-Caribe Community Foundation, at their annual dinner and dance.
It was a surprised to get the news from my Aunt (who is in the organization), that they wanted to recognize the work I was doing in the community.
I was really surprised and very touched.
My Aunt introduced me to the event attendees, with a speech that brought tears to my eyes. Then she invited my Dad to come to the stage to present me with the actual award.
Wow . . .
My Aunt talked about how proud she is of me. And how proud the family is too. My Dad handed me the plaque with a big smile and later told me that he thought my acceptance speech was good. (High praise from him.)
I talked about Kingston General Hospital. And how this little volunteer role helped change my perception of my illnesses. How being a patient experience advisor and advocate turned my difficult health journey into something positive and constructive.
I have to say how special it was to be honoured for something that means so much to me.