save the tits

i'm spending more time in the hospital today. my grandmother has breast cancer for a second time. she is having a double mastectomy as we speak. you hear about how much cancer sucks and all of that but it is something that you almost have to experience yourself to feel the full affects of how much it really does suck. and for those who dont know my grandma, she is one of the strongest women i know, and i know a fair share of amazingly strong spirited women. my grandma is on the top of the list. to see her in this situation and to see her crumble under this kind of trauma.. it has shaken me to my core. there is such a high statistic of women that get breast cancer, but today, i have never felt more protective of my boobs, like it was my womanhood on my chest. this whole situation has given me an underlining fear of someday losing my own breasts. but instead of dreading a future i have no control over, i will pray for my grandma and her spirit, and that when she comes out of surgery in an hour, she wont feel like her womanhood has been cut off, because to me she IS womanhood. strong, independent, and she doesn't need boobs to tell her so.
keep all the many women who also have this struggle in your prayers.
think pink.