Dancing, Thankfulness & Free Mammograms

My Mom is a breast cancer survivor (that’s her over there, with the ridiculously beautiful bald head). She’s been cancer-free since 2007. She fought a hard battle that left her with big scars to kick cancer’s ass. When I got the call from my Mom that she was cancer-free, I was on my way to a committee meeting for FIRST FRIDAY. FF is  a group that was founded in 1994 and whose sole purpose is to fight breast cancer through early detection and provide free screening mammograms to those in need. The women who make up the group work very hard to educate and fund raise to make it happen.

Luckily, I was connected with the group through work (my health system is the medical partner for FF, so our folks actually perform the mammograms, read the results, and connect people with medical homes). So, one of the first groups of people to hear that Mom was cancer-free was FF. The group is made up of survivors, healthcare professionals, daughters and nieces of survivors, sisters of survivors. In some way, we’ve all been touched by breast cancer or cancers that only women get. When I told the ladies of FF that Mom was doing well, there was much clapping and happiness.

Individual members also gave me perspective about my friend, Ronny’s, prognosis. How long they’d lived with metastasized breast cancer, the treatments that worked for them, how to talk with Ronny without talking about cancer. I’m so glad to have had their guidance. And the ladies of FF prayed for Ronny at the end and after she died. It’s a diverse group of women, so no matter the religious beliefs someone has, if FF sends up prayers or good thoughts, there are quite a few beings of higher power covered.

Last year a hospital in Oregon created a “Pink Glove Dance” video that went viral. This year the company that makes the pink latex gloves took the idea for the video and created a contest. My health system put together one of the videos (I’m looking at you, Julie). The rules of the contest say it’s to bring awareness to breast cancer, and while that is certainly important, I feel like most people are aware (especially in October when you can’t get away from pink). What I love about our video is that, if we win, we would donate the prize money to FIRST FRIDAY. That’s a lot of free screening mammograms, y’all.

Where can you see the video? Well, I’m glad you asked! You can watch it on the Pink Glove Dance site here.  “Liking” the video generates a vote for it, if you’re so inclined.

One of the things I love about our video is that it is filled with breast cancer survivors. The rest of us dancing around and being silly? Just fun. The survivors dancing around and being silly? Freakin’ awesome. I know how lucky I am as a daughter to have my Mom. I also know how lucky I am to get to volunteer with an organization that has a small part in keeping other people’s’ Moms around.

So what can you do?

  1. Learn more about the different types of breast cancer, signs and symptoms, and breast cancer in men by visiting the American Cancer Society.
  2. Go get a mammogram (I will be, as soon as I’m finished breastfeeding).
  3. Do a monthly self breast exam (even if it’s not recommended any longer, I don’t see the harm in know your own body).
  4. Hug your Mom.

Thanks to all of my very patients friends and family who have shared our video with their communities. I appreciate it!

Happy Mother’s Day to My Village

It’s Mother’s Day, but I always feel like I should wish a whole list of family a Happy Mother’s Day. There are few people in my family who didn’t have a hand in my raising.

Household One
I lived with my Mom, Dad, sister and brother until I was 8 (well, my older sister graduated high school and moved when I was 6 or so).

Household Two
Then Dad left and my brother and I were with Mom until he went to live with his dad in Florida. It was just Mom and me for another year or so until a weird set of circumstances caused Mom to get stuck up in Ohio and I moved in with Grandma Carr (who lived next door).

Household Three
I was 10 when I went to live with her. That was the summer I started spending every weekend with my Aunt, Uncle and Cousin Heather. That was the summer that Heather and I became sisters for all intents and purposes, whether she liked it or not. At some point that summer, my Aunt asked me which school I wanted to attend. I chose the school I had always attended, where all of my friends were. As it turned out, my Dad decided I should live with him, my stepmother and my baby sister Stephanie.

Household Four
My stepmother was pregnant with my other baby sister, Eva and Stephanie was a little over a year old. I loved having a little sister around, she was so much fun! That lasted about 6 weeks (I know this because it was the only 6 weeks I went to a school other than the one I’d always attended), and right after Grandpa died, my stepmother asked Dad and me to leave.

Household Five
So, I moved back in with Grandma. We got back into the routine of me spending the weekends with my Aunt, Uncle and Heather, a routine that lasted well into high school.

Household Six
When Grandma got remarried when I was in 10th grade, she started going out on the oil wells with her husband, so first my great Aunt Mary Jane stayed with me during the week, and then when Aunt Sunny moved back to Texas for a little while, she lived with me.

It took a village – or at least a lot of family – to raise me. I love that I had half my childhood with my Mom and half with Grandma. It was an arrangement that made me who I am today. So, Happy Mother’s Day to the village of family who made me who I am! I love you guys!

Thankful for Mom (and Happy Birthday)

I am thankful for my Mom, Wilma. Mom is pretty awesome. I could write a book about her awesomeness, but I’ll give you a list instead.

• She takes in strays, be they animal or human.
• She is kind, even when you don’t deserve the kindness.
• She has pretty brown/gold/hazel eyes.
• She has soft hands that are always really warm.
• She tells great stories.
• She is a really good hugger.
• She is infinitely patient when my boys “talk” with her on the phone.
• She hates that we live so far from her.
• She is proud of all of her kids and grandkids, even if they aren’t hers by birth.
• She likes to read.
• She dressed up as a witch and came to my elementary school to teach about Halloween safety.
• She took really good care of my Grandma, even when my Grandma was especially mean spirited.
• She can tell you the story behind every ornament on her Christmas tree.
• She makes friends with everyone.
• She can carry a conversation with anyone.
• She makes great fried fish.
• She loves the beach.
• She laughs a lot.
• She filled our home with the spirit of whichever holiday was at hand.
• She and I had a picnic on the hood of her car on the T-heads. The seagulls cut the picnic short.
• Even when there are hundreds of miles between us, I feel Mom with me.
• If you are lucky enough to know Mom, then you are loved.

I’m thankful to be the daughter of this woman. Happy Birthday, Mom! We love you!