Bah humbug.
I thought I had seen it all, but I hadn't. I shouldn't be shocked by anything that the pink ribbon does, but this morning, I literally gasped to see a graphic Christmas tree made of pink ribbons, proudly touting the catch phrase, "I'm dreaming of a pink Christmas." This is what we've come to? I'm dreaming of being here for Christmas 2015 ... because I don't know if I will be. But that's okay ... let's make breast cancer look beautiful and let's incorporate it into a festival and let's decorate it up just like we decorate trees. Let's make it a big party. Let's forget that it's killing FOUR women every single hour in the United States alone ... even on Christmas Day.
Bah humbug.
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God's Story_I believe we all have a story. This blog records my story and how I've lived with breast cancer both as a primary disease and a terminal disease. I believe this is all a part of God's story for my life. This blog unapologetically includes all areas of my life: my faith, my family and my advocacy for change in the metastatic breast cancer world. Archives
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