“Happy Heading into My 20th Year to Me”!
This is the week the transition happened. October 16th, 1993 was the day I had the mammogram that dropped me head first into the world of pink ribbons.
I spent a lot of time falling before I learned how to fly. It was almost as if I landed on a huge cushion of pink balloons and bounced back up into the air head first and this time I landed in a field of pink bubble wrap. I spent a while popping all those little air pockets before emerging and and trying to shake it all off.
I wanted no more pink – I wanted to turn my back on it, forget it, pretend it never happened and get on with my life.
Life had different ideas and no matter how many times I tried to leave it behind, everywhere I went I could look back and see little pink plastic pieces of bubble wrap trailing behind me.
I always tell the people I meet that for a long time breast cancer kept nipping at my heels and it pinched. One day I decided to open my mind, my body and my spirit and allow it to come back to me and reside in my heart. I know with every heartbeat I am where I belong.
Love and peace,