Written by my Mother Hen: Suthern
I'm not the same woman I was last year.
Pieces of the me I was are no longer here.
But that's OK, for this way,
I discovered depths of courage I never knew I had.
The dreaded diagnosis changed my life completely
But I've learned to appreciate just how very sweetly
Breath is drawn at each new dawn.
I've learned to cherish the joy, banish the sad,
And experience the wonder of simply being alive.
Don't talk to me of odds, for I know I'll survive!
I'll wear my smile and share my style.
I've not been diminished as a woman at all!
I'm victor, not victim, no matter what you think,
For I've stood up and stared down Death and made him blink
And learned my way a bit each day.
I'm a woman with pink ribbons, standing tall.
Bless you..I read this so often and it gives me courage, makes me less scared makes me feel like I could still be someone...it's the only way I could think of to say thank you for being you, for loving me and caring about me in a way no one has done before...thanks Mum, sister and friend all rolled into one...and for all the love you show with "Pink Ribbons"
Little chick HUSG
Don't ask me where I'm going, just listen when I'm gone and far away you'll hear me singing softly to the dawn.
[This message has been edited by RainbowGirl (edited 12-27-1999).]