2.) What were you blogging about last year at this time? How have things changed?
We all have that friend.
That friend who giggles at every inappropriate one liner you mutter under your breath.
That friend who belts out songs with you for hours during long car rides while you get lost.
That friend who helps you lift a motorcycle off a man who crashed in the middle of an intersection on a rainy night.
That friend who you told your husband probably knows you better than he does because he thinks you really want to be on The Ellen Show and she knows there is little that would embarrass you more in life than an actual response from her.
That friend who is the only friend you have still quietly reading all of your blog posts. After seven years of you non-stop writing about yourself, she hasn’t gotten tired of you.
That friend who discovered she carries a gene that makes her 80% likely to get cancer and 0% likely to produce any kind of immunity to fight it.
What?
That’s not your friend?
Than I am the lucky one.
My friend has elected to save her life today and is undergoing a double mastectomy to help prevent a disease that could steal her from her husband and her four kids.
I am worried sick, but could not be more proud of her.
Four years ago at this time I was writing about breast cancer and I’ll be damned if that stupid disease isn’t still causing trouble around here.
Grateful to have that friend.