I’m overwhelmed by the support I’ve received from my co-workers and from Twilio as a company. In a time where I could have very well felt weird and out of place I’ve actually been able to feel kind of normal and at very much at ease about my next 12 weeks away from my fellow Twilions.
I’ve participated in St. Baldricks 3 times before but never when it meant so much to my mental health. There’s a lot of good causes to give to right now, and Twilions love to donate (really, they do, if you need money, find a way to get your cause in front of a Twilion, its like guaranteed money!) and I’m just so happy that we got some good donations as well as some great participation. I’m humbled that so many would come together for something put together in my name.
Thank you to the Twilions and to all the friends of Twilions that donated. And even more thanks to Natasha who not only put the whole deal together but showed up to play host despite having endured eye surgery earlier in the day. We tried to send her home but she just popped more pills, told us to man up, and kept the line moving…
And remember, kids, love your nuts and check ’em for lumps.
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