We had a late winter blast of some beautiful wet snow last night; the most we've had all winter! So glad to see the wonder it creates, especially today. I've been a little bit down thinking about how similar this spring has been to last. Thankfully it's going better for me but once again I am hearing of more and more women donning their pink boxing gloves.
My cousin just buried one of her best friends who lost a long battle with breast cancer. I never met her but feel as though I did from the lovely photos shared. She really left a legacy of her life and did something so awesome at her service. She helped plan out her service and certainly deviated from the norm. She had my cousin take family photos back in the summer. She stewed and stewed on what to order. As she lay in bed her final days she requested her family place a large canvas of their family photo near the bed for her to look at. At the service I'm told this photo was the focal point and the casket was actually off to the side. Then she saw to it that all guests were offered a daily devotional to take home-some for children some for adults. She truly wanted God and her family life to be her legacy. What an awesome idea!
Remember last Spring Break? I was awaiting surgery but while in Florida a good friend found out her mom had breast cancer. Well she is ready for her final step of reconstruction. You go girl!!!
Another local gal diagnosed about the same time as my friend's mom and I is really struggling in her battle. I pray for her often. It's so hard to understand how God decides what our journey will entail and where it will end. It breaks my heart that she is struggling so.
An old friend and prior boss has offered me support along the way. This time she asked a favor of me. One of her co-workers was just diagnosed with DCIS stage 0 just like me. She is seeing the same surgeon I did and asked if I would be willing to chat with her co-worker. Of course my response was ABSOLUTELY!!! My new "bosom buddy" gave me a ring on the weekend and we had a nice long chat. She thanked me several times and we agreed to keep in touch through her journey. It was tough at first because I could really sense the fear in her voice. She too is a nurse so understands the process. However, having a medical background doesn't mean it's any less stressful or frightening. She assured me she has great support. We plan to meet for lunch one day when she has more information about her treatment plans and I may try to line up another friend who I just did lunch with to join us. The sisterhood of survivors is a Godsend!
I'm seriously thinking about walking in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in Indy this spring. Kinsey is on board to join me so maybe that will be my next goal. I need to ramp up my exercise a bit but would just walk in the walk and not the competitive part. Hmmm, food for thought!
I'll end today with an uplifting thought for all my "Bosom Buddies" on their journeys:
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