Sometimes, you just need people to show up — especially when you’re scared, especially when you’re tired, especially when you need a little Christmas. I’ll never forget November 2018. It was my second battle with cancer, my second time undergoing chemo. This time, perhaps because my body was already worn down from a round of Hodgkin’s lymphoma, the chemo for breast cancer took an extra toll. I had a fainting spell at a restaurant, passed out cold and wound up in the hospital for a week.