If You Want…and I hope you do…







Tomorrow, Oct 1st is the first day of the National Breast Cancer Awareness Month (BCAM) Campaign.  So, as I sit here tonight I want you to know that I have had some difficulties regarding this post.  I have learned through reading and actually speaking with breast cancer warriors that not everyone looks at this campaign as a legitimate source for breast cancer awareness.  Some told me that  BCAM was conceived and funded by a British chemical company that profits from the disease and may actually be contributing to it’s cause.  I was also told that October is merely a public relations campaign that “pinkwashes” the actions of companies that manufacture and use chemicals which have a definite link to breast cancer while these very companies publically support charities that are focused on the cure.  There is a flood of “pink products” being marketed during this campaign with promises to provide a percentage of proceeds to the cause.  However, marketing costs of these products far exceeds the amount donated.

I am not part of that process.  As a woman, I am sincerely interested in hearing from my Sistahs who have or are currently battling this horrific disease.  I do not understand what it’s like to be in the reality of breast cancer.  My perception is that I am not immune!  I don’t know how I would feel if I were diagnosed with breast cancer or any cancer for that matter.  Here’s what I do know.  I am my Sistah!  Women come from a unique place in God’s awareness and creation of our being.  We are the nurturers of the universe in a way that only God created Sistahs to be.  I want to stand with my Sistahs who are battling and hold them, care for them, comfort them and support them in any way they see fit.  I want to try to understand your worries about your children and love ones who are also struggling to adapt to this unbalanced territory cancer creates.  I want to lend a helping hand and a shoulder to lean on in the wee hours of the morning before the day begins.  I want to hear your stories, cry with you, laugh with you, listen in silence with you when words don’t seem to be enough to express all you are feeling.  Sistah, I know that you have enough on your mind and are in the midst of treatment and surviving and may not want that pot roast I prepared or hear about how Aunt Josie handled her treatment.  If you want, I will take notes for you at doctor’s appointments.  If you want, I will stay the loop.  If you want, I will find other women who have fought this battle and won to hold your hand and breathe with you.  If you want, I will help you keep things normal for your children, family and friends.  If you want, I will throw you a hair-cutting party and invite the whole neighborhood.  If you want, I will accept your open-ended invitation for a meal delivery, a friendly drop in, to drive you anyplace you want to go, to help with the laundry, to clean your house.

 If you want…and I hope you do, I would love to hear your story.

You may submit anything you want to express regarding your battle with breast cancer.  There is no limit to the number of words…you have freedom to express your thoughts and feelings in whatever way you choose.  You can use your name or be anonymous.  This is your opportunity to bring awareness in your own personal way.  The floor is yours.

Email me: beverly@beverlyjonesdurr.org

I have already received a few stories and I will be sharing these stories throughout the month of October. Sistahs, this is our opportunity to connect to some of the most amazing warriors I have ever known.  I look forward to sharing their stories with you all.  Please feel free to comment and show these Pink Warriors that My Sistahs Are Doing It…and we are doing it together!