With the start of October it's meaning is not only the Fall with all the beautiful colors but time to make everyone aware of the importance of getting a mammogram done. Again this year on Sunday I will be doing the CIBC Run for the Cure which takes place Sunday October 2nd right across Canada.
Unfortunately for me cancer may have struck again...this time being basel cell carcinoma on my nose. I am waiting for a diagnosis which has to made by a dermatologist before anything can be done. Thankfully it is not to serious and can be cured by either excision or radiation according to my doctor. Just another hurdle for us to overcome but we will make it through this as well.
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I wear a pink ribbon......
I thought I would share it here on my blog.
I Wear A Pink Ribbon
By Kimberly R. Harris
A silent killer with no face.
A thief within the night.
A constant battle for my life
A bitter evil fight.
The scars remind me of the day
It knocked at my souls door.
It tried to rob me of my strength
It left me on the floor.
To survive, I had to sacrifice
My Breast and even my hair
It showed no pity as it snatched
These things without a care.
I started to give up my fight
I felt I could take no more
Then God reached down and
Gently picked me up off the floor.
He wiped my face and blew my nose
Just like my mama use to do.
He said don't cry my child
For I have things in store for you.
I did not bring you all this way
To leave you high and dry.
I love you and you are my child
So hold your head up high.
There is nothing that I cannot fix,
No pain I can't erase.
Have faith and know that I am here
There is nothing you can't face!
So then I threw my hands up high
And gave God all his praise!
For my soul has been uplifted
And my SPIRIT has been raised!
I'll fight this fight with cancer
And I know I will be fine.
For God said it and I know its true,
That VICTORY is mine!!
By Kimberly R. Harris
A silent killer with no face.
A thief within the night.
A constant battle for my life
A bitter evil fight.
The scars remind me of the day
It knocked at my souls door.
It tried to rob me of my strength
It left me on the floor.
To survive, I had to sacrifice
My Breast and even my hair
It showed no pity as it snatched
These things without a care.
I started to give up my fight
I felt I could take no more
Then God reached down and
Gently picked me up off the floor.
He wiped my face and blew my nose
Just like my mama use to do.
He said don't cry my child
For I have things in store for you.
I did not bring you all this way
To leave you high and dry.
I love you and you are my child
So hold your head up high.
There is nothing that I cannot fix,
No pain I can't erase.
Have faith and know that I am here
There is nothing you can't face!
So then I threw my hands up high
And gave God all his praise!
For my soul has been uplifted
And my SPIRIT has been raised!
I'll fight this fight with cancer
And I know I will be fine.
For God said it and I know its true,
That VICTORY is mine!!
1 comments:
That is a great poem, Jill. I have not been good lately about visiting blogs. I have been so busy, I have barely gotten my own posted. But I am glad I came over today. You have a nice variety of things posted here. Love your fall pics. Take care.
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