It's Not All Pretty Pink Ribbons
Here is the link to my caringbridge page on this subject: It's Not All Pretty Pink Ribbons Click there and read that first, then come back here. I have a few things to elaborate on. Let me start by saying, I love pink. Someone gives me something pink, and to me it's a caring gesture; it shows that person cares about me. I wear the necklaces and bracelets. I use the coffee mugs and water bottles, and the badge holder. I write in the journal with the pink pen. My husband wears a pink shirt when he takes me to my medical appointments. I use the shawl and the blankets. The candle sits on my nightstand for when I'm feeling a little nauseous. Whenever I use one of these items, I think of the person who gave them to me with warmth. When I see someone out in public wearing a pink ribbon, there's an instant sense of comradery. Most of the times, we stop and chat, tell our stories to each other. Breast cancer is portrayed with pink ribbons, pink wigs, pink tut
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