Enjoying early October story research.-------->
October used to be an orange and black month, now it's pink. Everywhere. On everything. Pink isn't my favorite color but I love it in October.
In September 1996 I walked into a bookstore looking for a book on breast cancer and treatment. The woman at the front desk asked if she could help me.
I opened my mouth and nothing came out. Finally, "Could you direct me to the (long pause) women's illness section?"
I couldn't say the words 'breast cancer'. Maybe I could have, if the request had been for someone else, if I hadn't been the one with a hard lump in my breast.
Pink wasn't a big deal in those days. Yes there were fund-raising walks in a few cities. And pink ribbons in the chemo ward. But outside of cancer sisters and their families, the disease and the women it had invaded were invisible.
Today, pink is everywhere and no one is ashamed to admit she has breast cancer. Breast cancer deaths have declined. It's not a coincidence.
Fifteen years later, I love pink in October.
Two weeks after the surgery, Denny and I married on the dock behind our home. He nurtured me during that hard year, and still does.
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