Thinking Pink

Thinking pink always brings me mixed emotions. Before my mother's bought with
breast cancer began, I always thought of Breast Cancer Month as a time to
reflect and promote the health of women. My mother was always a big part of my
awareness of cancer- she was an oncology nurse after all, and her full hearted
support of science was always known. Her patients loved her, and she always had
faith in the science that would hopefully put them in remission.

I was just starting college when she got breast cancer- and the treatment went
by so quick no one was left to ponder it. As a nurse, she already knew and had
worked with the doctors and nurses she chose for years before. By the time I
blinked, she was done with her operation, chemo and radiation.

With her second bought with cancer- and her losing battle- I had way too much
time to ponder and reflect on the faith of her science. But I knew she would
want me to keep the faith even if she lost her battle- she would consider it a
contribution to science so to speak. So while this battle was lost, I try to
think of the ultimate winning of the war.

Now thinking pink represents a hope for the future generations of the Edmonds
women. I think pink for the hope of the women in my family who will carry on
the proud Edmonds name, and that one day the battle will be won.