I indulge in just a few true passions. The one that is dearest to my heart is the fight for a cure to breast cancer. This is the passion from which all of my others feed. My beautiful sweet mother lost her battle with breast cancer in 2004. I was simultaneously blessed and cursed. I was blessed to have been chosen, by God, to be the daughter of the most beautiful woman to ever grace this earth and cursed to have to see what a disease as nasty and evil as breast cancer can do to the physical body of someone so lovely.
In the end even breast cancer could not steal her joy. In my mothers last moments of incoherence and physical weakness she could still belt out the words to her favorite hymn "Blessed assurance Jesus is mine, oh what a foretaste of glory divine. Heir of salvation purchase of God. Filled with his goodness washed in his blood". This is her story this is her song ...
Since my mother's transition I have been in hell and in this blog I will tell you of my journey back ... Back to the land of the living.
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