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THE MAYOR OF M2H

By Rocco Cambareri

I am the number one M2Her. That might sound hyperbolic but it’s not…or at least, only a little. This place works miracles that change lives. I am an M2H miracle. The Rocco that existed before coming here bears zero resemblance to this one. That one perhaps resembled the walking dead: he certainly was not living. The new Rocco barely remembers the years locked in silence. The new Rocco is the one he was meant to be: the Mayor of M2H.

3/26/2025 0 Comments

Alex's Bar Mitzvah

This past weekend I went to my best friend’s bar mitzvah. It was the best day of my life. The service in the synagogue was calming in the extreme. I don’t think I can describe just how regulating it was. My body and mind were completely relaxed. I am sure it was because God was in that synagogue. It was a feeling of such serenity and peace that words fail me. I can only say that it felt holy and beautiful, and I hope I feel it again. I loved it more than I can express.

Alex was amazing. He stood there by himself the entire time, his body completely calm. When he typed the Torah and Judy chanted for him, I was crying inside because it showed that nonspeakers can do things all believed impossible. And his sermon was certainly the most beautiful thing I ever heard. He compared the building of the tabernacle to the building of M2H. The generosity of the Israelites allowed God to dwell within the tabernacle to be among them. Alex actually needs to become a rabbi, because when he pointed out that God dwells in places that are built with love, I almost burst into tears. Teaching the world about love is Alex’s calling.

The synagogue is definitely my second favorite place. It felt like the love there was similar to the love at M2H. Everything about that service was perfect. I really hope I can go again even though I am Catholic. I am not exaggerating when I say that God was there.

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3/12/2025 1 Comment

Happy News

First, an update: Mom is home! She seems pretty good. I feel such relief, there are no words. She has to recover now, but the worst is over. I am totally happy.

I also wanted to comment on the process of blogging. It is not just “fun” - which it is. It is also therapeutic somehow. It feels like I am talking to friends. I am loving this, actually, because it helps me calm down when things are hard. When Mom was gone to get treated, writing about it helped me to feel less panic. I am very calm now and this writing definitely played a part.

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3/5/2025 0 Comments

Week 4

It’s now into the fourth week since Mom went away for treatment. It feels like forever. I know she is doing as well as can be expected, but I still worry because she has cancer, and that is scary.

The worst part for me is the uncertainty. We won’t know for a long time if it’s working, and that is very hard. Control helps our anxiety and OCD. I am certainly OCD these days because of the situation. So I can’t wait for Mom to come home, hopefully next week.