grandmother – Purpose Painted Pink

Twas the day before surgery…

I celebrated my 29th birthday on Sunday, May 3rd knowing that on Friday of that same week I would be sitting in a hospital waiting room preparing to undergo a double mastectomy (not really something I have on my 30 before 30 list). Anyone who knows me knows how close I was to my grandmother…

The Call

Once I gathered my thoughts after speaking with the Dr. I knew I had to call my mother. I sat in my car for a few minutes before I dialed her number. ” Be strong, don’t cry, you’re going to be okay.” I repeated to myself waiting for my mom to answer her phone. This…