It was just the other day that I said "Well I did get diagnosed with breast cancer and I do live in Seattle." The next thing I knew I logged in and signed up for the Race For The Cure. I went to a few local stores to piece together my outfit.
I was getting faceprint on my face this morning when all the sudden this lady named "Princess," tells me to follow her. Next thing I knew she handed me a little black doll that a friend gave to her. Thirty minutes later I was helping to hold the banner in the Survivor March.
All I saw was pink, pink and more pink. I saw pink on dogs, pink on men and pink on all the beautiful ladies that were out there today. I personally went by the Swedish and Premera booth to thank them. I'm always walking but today was the first time I was in an actual marathon. I was able to talk with other women about their breast cancer and was able to share my story. Last year I probably recall seeing people wearing pink but of course I wasn't engaged as I was today. The difference is because breast cancer tapped me on the shoulder and it's opened my eyes to 1 out of 8 women being diagnosed. That was me on November 17, 2016 getting the call from the doctor.
Even though today was a day about breast cancer, it still gave me an opportunity to relax and have some fun. To be surrounded by a sea of pink means I'm never alone even when I think I am. Today was another type of support that was there for me. I think I will lace up my sneakers again and take more selfies with dogs next year.
Race For The Cure June 4, 2017