As a tribute to Mary, a note written by a breast cancer survivor, Joyce Wadler. Someone gave me this and it is very powerful.....
Death, I now see , may not come when I'm 85 and weary,
It'll come whenever it damn well pleases.
So when I see something I want, I grab it.
If the tulips are particularly yellow, I buy them.
I see how lucky I am to have true friends and a loving family,
and I make time for them the way I used to make time for work.
If someone treats me disrespectfully, I leave.
As for this scar on my breast, I'm happy to have it.
It's a battle scar over my heart.
Yes it is about the battle, but more importantly how we fight. Mary was a trooper, there for so many of us in the past, and now an angel watching over us in the future. She gave so much of herself to help us, to help animals...she will be dearly missed.
Hugs
Sheila
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