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]