Sunday, October 14, 2007

Wearing Pink

Today I'm wearing pink.

My mother just got home from a trip to the funeral of a friend today... one she's had since back in junior high. Peggy left behind a husband, two daughters, and a grandchild.

She died from a recurrence of breast cancer.

Today as my mother mourned her friend, I mourned Wendi.... a friend from back in junior high who died this past March. She left behind her mother, sister, grandfather, husband, and three children under the age of five.

She died from a recurrence of breast cancer.

As all of you whose heads aren't stuck in the sand know, October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Please, women, go get those girls checked. And men, please remind the women you love to do the same.

So today, I'm wearing pink.

Tomorrow my husband moves out of our house.

And Tuesday I will quit smoking.

Again.

Life is worth it.

8 comments:

Ambulance Driver said...

"Life is worth it."

Yes it is.

And I'm glad you're trying again.

Amanda said...

Yeah, it is AD. Besides, I've got two little boys to set an example for and people counting on me to remain alive and kicking.

Besides, the whole smoking thing really interferes with my breathing hobby :)

Mark said...

I'm praying for you and your family. and if you ever need to rant rave or anything like that feel free to e-mail me.

Amanda said...

Thank you, Mark, for both the prayers and the offer of a ranting and raving sounding board :)

I'm going to go beat my head against the wall now, LOL

Angel said...

My condolences for your mother's friend and for yours ((((Hugs))))

My biopsy scar is a reminder to check the twins. Scariest 2 months of my life, from finding a lump, to getting the results.

Don't beat your head. You'll get a headache (and might dent the wall ::flee::)

You're going to make it--quitting smoking, everything. Always here for you.

Scott said...

Oh, breast cancer and the lives it destroys just sucks!

I am sorry about that profoundly sad statement that your husband moves out tomorrow!

The last time I drank myself silly was almost 2 months ago, and I didn't realize that it was THE LAST TIME. Isn't that cool to think that you might have already had YOUR LAST CIGARETTE without even realizing it?

Your boys need you, and you need your lungs. So sing along with me:

Oh, the Chantix I will take,
and the habit I will break!

La, la, la, la, la!

Emphasema'll just have to wait,
and oat cell carcinoma will not seal my fate!


C'mon! Everybody! You know the words! Sing along . . .

bb's mom said...

Fingers crossed for you.

Mauigirl said...

So sorry about your mom's friend and yours. I'll be thinking of you, especially with your husband moving out. Am glad to hear you'll start the quitting thing again and not giving up. Take care...