
Not even thinking about the national breast cancer awareness month coming up, about a month ago I was doing some cleaning and located my pink wristband. And yes... I put it on. Last week I was watching some footage on T.V. about the 3-day walk and I just lost it. The love, support, courage, heart, and soul that each team has, brought me to tears. Woman, men, children, young, old, black, white... everyone is touched. Even if you have no family history, you know someone who does, or you know a friend of a friend. I wear my wristband and I wear it for them. I wear it for myself, I wear it for my mother, my sisters, my friends, my grandmothers who aren't here, my boyfriends mother and sisters, and for my boyfriends daughters. I wear it proud.

D. Marie - thanks for stopping by my blog! And thank you for being a breast cancer supporter! My Aunt was diagnosed and although she is fine now, it was quite an ordeal for her. Sorry about your friend Danielle...that must have been very difficult for you.
ReplyDeleteTruck driving is great - you should take a trip with you boyfriend one of these days. That's how I got started!!
Thanks for the visit. Keep on bloggin!