This weekend the hubby came home, and I couldn't have been happier. I think I actually squealed when I hear the back door open and I jumped into his arms. It was wonderful to be back in his arms.

Saturday we started the morning with a relaxation yoga class which was wonderful, then off to a friends for homemade pancakes, then we started on our way to go see the Rocker (movie was ok). On the way to the movie, my mom called. My phone was about to die and she asked me to call her back when I had a chance she had something important to tell me. Those words made me realize this way a call I should take, so I asked her to go ahead and tell me.

Well, she found a lump in her breast in April but with work, the wedding, and the craziness of life she didn't get it looked at until last week. She is going in for a biopsy on Sept 2nd. She waited to me until Brent got home to be here with me. So needless to say, I broke down, there in the movie theater parking lot, in the pouring down rain of the lovely TS Fay, I broke down. Brent didn't know what was going on, just that I was losing it.



So I suppose I should back up, I have a fear of breast cancer. My grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer when I was in middle school. We're sure she knew something was wrong a lot longer than that but she didn't want to go to the doctor. When she did, they told her she had about 6 months to live. She lived about 6 years after he diagnosis and past away my junior year of high school. And my life was forever changed by her death, but that's an entirely different story for another time.

My mother is a wonderful woman that is truly my hero. I have a young mom. By the time she was 24, she was married, divorced, and mother to 2 kids. She raised us well, with the help of my grandmother, sent me to Catholic school, to dance lessons, girl scouts, etc. She worked hard and has dealt with so much. She just turned 48 a couple of weeks ago. It breaks my heart to think that this is one more hurdle that she has to overcome.

So to anyone and everyone out there in the blogosphere, please send us some positive vibes. And I strongly encourage everyone and anyone to donate to the cause. I donate regularly to various breast cancer foundations, have a breast cancer license plate, walked in a 5k with Mandy last year, and chose to donate to Susan G. Komen instead of giving out favors at our wedding. I think its so important for we as women to take a stand help fight for the cause...