JD put this out there the other day: October is.... and I knew I would participate, of course.
And then last week, I saw one of "those" feeds on Facebook. One of those, "Oh, shit...what the hell happened?" But I didn't follow up right then. Maybe because it was I knew there would be a monster under the bed that time. I stopped by my old Starbucks, and saw a young man I used to work with, and asked him about this feed. Now this young man is one of the kindest, gentlest souls around, and I know it upset him to report that yes, indeed, a young woman we both knew/know and love was diagnosed with breast cancer, stage 3, both breasts, and is scheduled for a double mastectomy this month, along with subsequent chemo.
She is 34 years old, and has a little boy.
She is the rock for her small family; I have met her husband, and he's very handsome.
F*ck, that monster is scary.
I don't have time to write down everything Luperci is wearing. She is weaning fire. She is wearing her heart on her sleeve. She is wearing bravery. Just like this amazing young woman. I chose Luperci because Lupe always kind of reminded me of this young woman: same hair color, same straight-forward get in there and use all the elbow grease and great attitude to get the job done. Even though I am older than she is, I learned so much from her, and I think she did from me as well.
I am not sure how cancer snuck up on her though. Maybe because under the age of 40, yearly mammograms are dismissed as unnecessary. I remember several years ago there was a big to-do saying not to get them done. But I thought then, as I do now, that if it would even save one woman's life, it was worth all the breast-flattening torture that those are. Men: take your butt-cheeks and put them under a Mac truck for about five minutes while pinching under your armpit. Go on. Do it.
Update: I hit the publish button too soon this morning, and couldn't change it where I was. But here are my final thoughts: men suffer too. I am sorry I ended on that snarky note --that was not my intent. Men lose their wives, girlfriends, sisters, and mothers. So this is a note of courage for everyone who is fighting the good fight.
Cymre participated: http://www.bubblesofmischief.com/2012/10/05/pink-for-a-cause/
and Kamalia: http://kamaliaetalia.wordpress.com/2012/10/03/pretty-in-pink/