OK, so on Friday's around these parts we Stop, Drop, and Write...only Friday, I didn't have 5 minutes...so here I am...
For fun, for love of the sound of words, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.
For only five, short, bold, beautiful, minutes. Unscripted, and unedited. We Just write without worrying if it's just right or not.
Won't you join us?
Grow...
How could I have known all those years ago when I walked through that door...the one that opened when the other one slammed shut...the one I heard when I was given the diagnosis of Breast cancer...stage II, they said...So many people to take care of me...
Only one child they said...OK...I will be strong and stick around for the one that I have...I will work to find the cure so that the day will come that she will not have to face this...
So I work...and I work...and I meet many amazing people...I receive many things...among them are friends...awards...pink...travel...work...review...more work...more friends...more amazing people...
And still... we search for the cure...
My daughter searches with me...
We are closer...
They call me Pinkim
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Oh how I do hope they find a cure someday. Thanks for writing this, my mom had breast cancer as well.
ReplyDeleteYou do great work and it's great that your daughter is involved too.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry I missed this one Kim. You are a STAR on EARTH.
ReplyDeletexoxoxoxo