I have been thinking about this topic for a LONG time now…it is hard to put into words.
I have a lot more to say, but I have to process it, so I will write it as it comes.


What is breast cancer to me?

It is a lot more than the pretty pink ribbons people like to doll it up with…well, some people – I assume – yes, I am grouping people together here.

Cancer…any cancer isn’t pretty
Cancer is hard – hard on whose body it is in; hard on the loved ones of whose body it is in; hard on some many people around whose body it is in…cancer IS hard and shouldn’t be made to look easy.

I don’t want to wear a pink anything to show the world I have breast cancer…I wish there was no pink anything for anyone to wear so that would mean no one had breast cancer

Now don’t get me wrong, there are “pretty” things that do come out of cancer:

You can find yourself…your real self that you never knew was in there – your strong self that God fills with life day after day

You help people find compassion for others and realize EVERYONE is going through something no matter how pretty perfect they look on the outside.

You meet this whole new subgroup of people of truly understand your pain

You learn to say yes and no to what your heart is really telling you to do – it is scary – even when you are sick.  What if someone gets mad at you?  You learn if they get mad at you, their love for themselves is greater than their love for others and it is okay to let that person go.

You learn life is FULL of the unknown and how to truly be thankful for each day. Even if it is a feel bad day, a day you lay on the couch all day or a day you are able to do everything you want to do – to learn to thank God for every second of everyday – because you truly don’t know what will happen next.

You learn not to try to plan life out because again…you don’t know what will happen next YOUR plan really means nothing in the grand scheme of things.

I pray every day – every moment I think of it for Him to show/teach me something out of this – teach me how to teach others find their Hope, Strength, Grace and so much more through their own journeys…whatever that journey my be.

One Thought to “What is breast cancer to me?”

  1. This is beautiful Renee. I am so sorry you have to have the experience to write these words but THAnk YOU for putting them out there and THANK YOU for fighting. I wanna reach in and hug you. I wish I could take cancer away from everyone and I wish that I didn't like the color pink because what it represents is this awful thing . . . I'll stop rambling now.

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