As I sat around thinking about all the Pink activities that will take place over the next 31 days, I glanced at a piece of artwork that my son had designed for my “Wrappednpink Breast Cancer Awareness Organization.” The drawing was a lady dancing to sweet silent melodies within a world of pink ribbons.
It seems just like yesterday, that I began to dance to that same silent tune. But it wasn’t, it was over 28 years ago and I was just 23 years old and a mother of three. I had discovered a little, itty, bitty, bump, lump or some type of thing on my upper left breast which caused lots of fear and confusion for me. I scheduled a visit with my doctor but, after he suggested that I return to his office for some tests involving needles, I decided not to seek any other medical attention and left the doctor’s office hoping the bump would just go away on its own. But, it didn’t and I left from that office with a story to tell.
After a year of staying away from my doctor, my mother saw the bump and made me set an appointment to see him. He asked me so many questions about my health and why I had waited so long to return. Truthfully, I admitted that I was afraid and lacked the faith and hope to see me through. As my doctor continued to ask questions and portray somber gestures upon his face, I knew something was wrong. That little, itty, bitty bump, was now a full size lump. But, I wouldn’t have imagined in a million years that my doc would tell me that I had breast cancer. Not only was I informed of this horrible news, but I was also told that he did not expect me to survive a year.
This news was more than I could bare, it was one of the most life draining days of my life. I cried, I thought about the possibilities of being sick, losing my hair and my breast, but most of all I thought about if I would die. I was afraid and scared out of my mind. I thought about leaving my children behind and how my mom’s heart would not be able to take the pain of losing her daughter. I didn’t know what to do and yet again I had to make some big decisions on which treatments, surgeries and options I would chose. I was only 23 years old and I had put myself in a position to have to make life or death decisions.
That experience caused me to dig deeper in my Faith and Trust in God with all of my heart and soul. I prayed and left that big enormous problem in the hands of God and believed without a doubt, that I was healed and that God had given me a second chance at life. Because of my mindset to believe and have faith in God and the medical team which He placed in my life, I believe without a doubt that I am here today to help others in life. Over the past 28 years of my life, I developed strategic plans and goals by the Grace of God to make it through. But, I knew that I had work to do and that God wanted to use me in many ways to help others create their ideal lives beyond their struggles.
I have been gifted with the ability to listen, care, motivate, inspire, empower and guide. Today, I have taken what some would call the “Death Sentence” and turned it into a passion to to help other women and men live beyond their fear of whatever it may be; health, lack of confidence, lack of motivation, lack of determination…etc.
I am thankful. I am a published author/creative writer, speaker and life coach seeking to fulfill my purpose in life as I journey through a world of hopeful possibilities.