Survivors

Two blog posts in one day! Next month I’ll be typing away for NaNoWriMo, so I figure I’d better get my blogging in now!

And with this post, I’ll (mostly) return to the original purpose of this blog: to highlight the heroic/epic journeys of women (fictional, historical, or currently living). My last post shared some of my personal emotional journey, because friends and family supported me through my going to and returning from China. But I’d like to get back to sharing the journeys of other women. And what better timing than right after the Race for the Cure!

This past Sunday, my mother and I walked in the Susan G. Kommen Race for the Cure. We had never been to it before. We were blown away. It was like a fair, but better: booths giving away gifts to honor those who have survived breast cancer or were supporting the cause in the race. There were so many people! When it came time for the race, my mom, my stepdad, and I were all moved by the crowds of people of all ages and genders, all walking in celebration of loved ones, or survivors celebrating their own victories. My adorable step-nephews walked in it too, for my mom’s sake. She’s still in chemo. But she’s a fighter, and I know she’ll win this battle. She walked the shorter route. But the way I see it, it was an epic journey. Running the race to prove that cancer can’t have her spirit. Can’t defeat her courage. Her name means “victorious.” And she will be.

Mom, you’re my hero.