Saturday, April 27th falls just on the waning side of the full moon -- a moon that is appropriately known as the "pink moon"...apropos for me, that is, because it will be the four year anniversary of my breast cancer diagnosis.
I was actually planning a blog post last week, the first in almost two years. But then the terrible bombings in Boston happened. It just didn’t seem the right moment to inaugurate what I hope will become a new era for my simple little blog.
I’ll put that post up after the weekend, but in the meantime I wanted to take a moment to talk about one of the many heroes to come out of Boston.
Today I was deeply moved, as I’m sure many were, by the interview with Heather Abbott...particularly the part where she referred to how futile it was to dwell on the negative or focus on all the "what ifs". That hit me hard - but in the best possible way.
I've done my fair share of obsessing over things that cannot be changed.
Her eloquence and determination to move forward despite her injury was very natural, indicative of the inherent spirit of bravery she possesses. Heather Abbott is the epitome of grace...a fitting topic for this, my first new blog post as I begin trying to pick up the pieces of my own life.
Since the pink moon heralds the renewal of spring, may it shine graciously on all of us...