I truly did not want to walk my miles today. Bed was comfortable and I felt tired. Then I heard his voice.
Larry said: Come on.
So I hopped out of bed, threw on shorts and a t shirt.
Off we went, into the dark morning. We watched the sun rise over the lake. We talked about fun things, I bitched about bitchy things, we said hello to other walkers who we have come to know and we breathed in the amazing fresh air of a brand new day.
My Larry, my daughters, granddaughter and my health. Moments during my day remind me that God has blessed me many times during my life.
By His grace, I am here to journal daily. I am here to create, worry and love the loves in my life.
This is my testimony. This is my faith. As we approach October, Breast Cancer Awareness month, I need to remember the women who are fighting.
So many of you support me in the spring as we raise funds for breast cancer reasearch and screenings, will you join me in October? With positive thoughts, kindly reminding our loved ones to get mammograms and supporting anyone who might be fighting the fight.
I am not sure why I call it that. “Fighting The Fight”…perhaps it is because that is how I felt when I was in the middle of treatment.
October starts in five days. Do you know anyone who is fighting the fight? I do. I will be sending cards, writing letters, baking treats and anything else I can do to support anyone who is in treatment. Lets do this together?
Love you beyond pink ribbons.