Today I am doing something a little different on my blog. Cancer Awareness Pink. I don’t want to miss acknowledging those who have had Breast Cancer before October is over.
I personally have had 1 dear best friend, 1 grandmother, and 2 mothers-in-law pass away from cancer. Two mothers-in-law because my father-in-law remarried after his first wife passed away. Sadly enough, his second wife was taken the same way.
So this post is dedicated to those we love, have recovered, or going through treatment; and have, or are, in the midst of a great fight.
How could I not honor their fight without acknowledging them?
My friend that passed away “Fought like a Girl.” This was her motto as she slipped away. She was a strong woman of 5 lovely children. She had so much of life ahead of her. She was a wonderful example of a fighter.
My first mother-in-law fought with radiation treatments, and surgeries. But, to no avail lost her fight as she peacefully fell asleep. The last words she said to anyone was to me. She said,” I love you, Meegie, ” as we held hands for the last time.
My Hubby is a HS football and basketball referee.
ALL the refs in Nevada use pink whistles the whole month of October. Hubby wears his pink whistle in honor of his mom.
My second mother-in-law had cancer several times in her life. She had both of her breasts removed by the time she was in her sixties. She then, ate healthy, used herbs, and did radiation.
But, by the time she was in her 80s, she was asking, “How long must I fight?”
She was one of my best friends. I could tell her anything. We were kindred spirits.
The most I remember about her were her hands. They could give your the tightest hug, crochet the prettiest table cloth, and reprimand you in a loving way.
She slipped away singing one of her favorite hymns, “God Be With You Till We Meet Again”.
My grandma was in her 60s when she passed away from her fight with cancer. She was the most loving, generous, and talented person I know.
She made almost everything in her home. From the bath towels in the blue bathroom, to the afghans sitting on the beds. She crocheted everything!
She made baby blankets, sweaters, booties, doilies, pot holders, Christmas stockings, ornaments, decorative pillows, etc…
She sewed most of her own clothing. And Grandpa’s shirts, too.
Wow, could she cook and bake! I can’t think of anything I didn’t like of hers.
I have many fond memories of her. She was a great influence in my life.
I loved laying on her lap as a child, while she was busy crocheting or mending socks. I can still hear her voice.
I miss her.
She passed away 33 years ago, next week.
Not a day goes by that I don’t think about her.
I asked my Facebook followers to list those that they know that have fought the C word.
This is their sweet list.
This post is dedicated to this who fight, have fought and will fight breast cancer.
My heart and prayers are with you.
Make it a beautiful pink day.