Monday, November 7, 2011

A four-year-old little girl...

Dear Cancer-

So, this morning I grab a Monday morning latte. I’m in line in my uniform. A four-year-old girl is staring at me. I smile. She smiles. I say, “Hi sweetie.” She says, “Hi.” After another minute of staring, she points to my keychain and says, “I like pink.” After thanking her, she asks why it’s “that funny shape.” As her mom listened, I told her it’s a pink ribbon that stands for helping people with a bad sickness.  She said, “Oh, like when I have coughs and sneezes?”  Her mom and I giggled. I told her it was really bad, like the worst coughs and sneezes she’d ever have. I went on to say, I was trying to tell everyone about this bad sickness called breast cancer, so we can make it go away. She said, “Mommy, can I have a pink ribbon.”

I gave her my tiny pink ribbon, and told her to keep it safe.   

So here’s the deal buddy, by the time she reaches her mid-twenties she’s not going to worry about you taking her breasts. By then, we’ll have you beat. I can’t think of a better way to start my week.



  1. That brought tears to my eyes. I'm inspired by your strength and determination.

  2. That was awesome of you Candace :)