I used to dread October. October: Pink ribbons everywhere, reminders of the word that Wendy’s mother in St. Elmo’s Fire has to whisper: cancer. October screamed to me: You’re only 28 and you’ve had cancer!! ha HA!! I was positive that I would get cancer again, and October only served to remind me that I was going to die in the near future.
At that time, if you had asked me if I seriously thought I would die, I would have said no. Occasionally I entertain thoughts that I’ll have a recurrence and leave my children motherless. I really don’t think I’m going to die anytime soon, and I no longer dread October. Now, the month of October makes me think back about where I’ve been, the decisions I’ve made, and future choices. I’d like to share some of these thoughts with you during the breast cancer month.
Today, I’m embracing pink. I have my eye on a pair of adorable pink shoes on sale at Carson’s!
