My world has been inundated with pink. Not just any pink color, but breast cancer pink. Is it cliche? Maybe. I don't mind though. It's my choice to be surrounded by pink. Some ladies that have gone through BC are revolted by the color pink. I get that. We all cope in different ways. Pink is my fighting color.
Shortly after my diagnosis, Abigail and I got matching ear piercings. It was her idea and she wanted us to have a pink stone on the jewelry. Pink represents something- for this, it represented her support of my BC journey. I'm glad we could do this one thing together. It will always remind me of her support and wanting to be part of my battle.
I added another bit of pink to my body as part of my battle prep. Sandi (my bestie) and I got matching tattoos. It is a breast cancer ribbon connected to a heart. I can't put into words how much it means to me that Sandi was willing to do this with me. It was my first tattoo and it's on my right wrist so I see it a hundred times a day. I love how it turned out. After all the treatments are done, I plan to add a little something to it.
J.T. surprised us by ordering these pink BC bracelets. He handed them out to our family and friends, and to some of his friends at school. Warms my heart to think of him doing this. Glad he's not afraid to wear pink!
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