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Courage

Courage doesn't always roar.  Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow.  ~Mary Anne Radmacher

 
On Friday my support group for young breast cancer survivors held it's annual Courage Night. It is a special night when we celebrate being breast cancer survivors. There are not many things to celebrate about having breast cancer, but once a year we all gather together for a party in our honor. It's kind of like a big group birthday party. A celebration of life.

I am very lucky to have such a tight circle of strong woman to talk to, to lean on, and to celebrate with.

We had a silent action and several raffles to raise money for our group.

 
  

We had a Dj, dancing and games and activities for the kids.

Lots of yummy things to eat. Miss E made a beautiful cake.

Miss H brought some friends to help volunteer for the event, Thanks S and J!

 
  
We had a special speaker too. Geralyn Lucas author of Why I Wore Lipstick To My Mastectomy. What a treat it was to meet her. She was so gracious and eloquent, a very kind and genuine person. She read an excerpt from her book, it was hard to listen with dry eyes.

I have to say that I am very lucky to have such a great supportive survivor group like I do. Not everyone does. I am very thankful for the friendships and strong bonds I have with these brave and courageous woman.  If it were not for my cancer diagnosis I would have never had the privilege of meeting these wonderful young woman. 

 
 

  
  
  
  

I Keep Bumping Into Cancer Survivors At Target!

I have to confess I am a Target girl. I love going to Target even though I don't need anything. I like to just walk around and see what is out there. Just about every time I go lately I bump into a cancer survivor. Breast cancer, ovarian cancer, lymphoma you name it I have run into someone who has it. It must be my scarves.  People are more likely to approach me than if I had a wig on I think. I am glad. I am glad that people see me and can talk to me about their struggle with this disease. It makes me feel there is a purpose in my struggle. To somehow connect with people I would not normally connect with. So look around out there when you are out and about and pay attention. If you see someone in a scarf or hat or see a woman who is just bald. Talk to them,give them a little smile. I have noticed that people smile at me more now that I have cancer. It makes me feel as though they are pulling for me too.