I am reposting my article A Lady’s Hope, for Pink Saturday, One Year Anniversary, for this is a special day, for Beverly at How Sweet The Sound
Faith goes up the stairs that love has made and looks out of the windows which Hope has opened.
by C. H. Spurgeon
I have wanted my blog to be about things that I love and happy things I want to share. I have been so undecided whether to write this post or not to write. I feel I need to share a little of my journey that I am and have been on since January 2003, when breast cancer came into my world.
Today is my oldest grandson, Creighton’s fifth Birthday! I had asked God to please let me live to see my daughter through her labor and delivery and to meet my grandson, that I had held on fighting to see. My life has been on an emotional roller coaster six years now. I will not go into all the details, but as the years went by, My husband and I began to hate the color pink. For it represented the nightmare we were living. We took all thing pink out of site, even the pink ribbons, we had on the car, to clothes, etc. Last Christmas we decided this was going to be a day that we were going to not speak of Cancer. We all gathered at my Daddy’s home. My sister, Gloria, not knowing that we trying to have one day that Cancer was not allowed to take over. She gave me a lovely pink Victorian Lady, I was very emotional, and somehow said thank you, I know someday this will mean a lot to me. A few days later I opened up the box and sat her on my piano, by my favorite hat box. The Victorian Lady looked wonderful with my box. I told myself I can do this. Then I noticed the tag that come with the lady, Her name was HOPE, for the pink of breast cancer. Now I knew this lady was there to help me through this nightmare. HOPE was what I was missing in my life. I had both of my breast removed, and complications set in Two surgeries went into 39 surgeries, as of today and more major surgeries coming my way. The doctors say I will never be the same person, that I will have to adjust my life. One day I came into the parlor and found HOPE laying on the floor, all broken and in pieces. I carefully glued her back together as close to what I could remember, but she was not perfect. This was my HOPE and she was broken, and in pieces just like me. So when you see the pink ribbon its not just for awareness, But for HOPE! God has given me life to be with 3 more grandchildren. My daughters and my grandchildren have been my reason to hold on to living. Creighton is my Soaring Eagle, he keeps me flying high, Gage is four and he is my White Buffalo, for he is so rare and such a loving child, he never leaves with out telling me he loves me. Hannah is three and she is My Morning Star, my reason I got up some days, even when she was still in the womb. Brianna K. is 22 months and my Little Dragonfly for they bring good luck. But most of all I have had a loving, caring husband of 31 years on Oct. 14, 2008. We have known each other since we were eight years old, his mother said she use to keep us both in the church nursery, we were childhood sweethearts from 11 years old to about 16 years old, then we came back together at 19 years old. My husband Terry has stood by me and taken care of me, like no one could ever believe. I just have to keep HOPE in my life and I can make it, on the good days and the bad days.
But with Terry at my side, I know he and God will get me through.
I felt I needed to touch on breast cancer this month, for I thought I would never be one to get it, everyone was trying to get me to go do the test. It always happens to other people. But how wrong I was. This cancer started in my early 40’s, I turned 51 last April. I am told 85 percent of women that get breast cancer, do not have it in their family. So please get tested, and know my breast cancer only showed up on an ultrasound, not on the mammogram. The best advise I can give you is to research your surgeon, and plastic surgeon, do not assume they are a specialist for breast, do some research. Check your breast every month, and ask your doctor the right way to check for lumps. Know what your breast feel like and check out the web sites on breast cancer.
Now through HOPE I have learned to LOVE pink again, my new tea set and china, Old Country Roses has pink roses on it. I have an antique pink doilie , I could not bare to throw out something so pretty and it helps having little tea party girls.
Thanks to my family for helping get me through these rough times.
Hootin Anni read my article on,A Lady’s Hope, and gave me a such an honor, by posting it on her blog, with an article she wrote about my Hope, click here to read Anni article, I have placed with, A Pink Rose for a Lady
Please go visit Beverly,