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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I just made it in time for Mary's funeral, it had been raining heavily all day but the sun came out through the clouds. And as I watched her coffin being lowered into the ground, I was filled with emotions pouring out of my soul. I recall that typical day four years ago that my co-worker and friend told me she had discovered a lump in her breast. No pain, she said, probably nothing at all but we all told her to go have it checked. The pathology report came quickly, Stage IV, invasive massive cancer tumors; in lymph nodes, in her breast, metastasized. I recall thinking how is this possible? Mary was hopeful, saying, I will beat this. She joined groups, did walks with others with breast cancer. And she wore pink. At work we all wore pink ribbons. Both breasts were removed within weeks and the nodes, and maybe more; then she started chemotherapy treatment, and radiation and hormone therapy. I think sometimes, why did she go through all that when the end was obvious to all. Cancer victims must have exceptional inner courage. Mary called me to say she was losing her hair, next she lost her eyebrows and eyelashes, her finger nails and her toenails were frail and discolored. We painted them pink. She lost so much weight, oh she was so thin. When I visited I had to hold back tears, only after leaving did I cry. When I saw her, Mary wore a pink turban or hat and put on makeup and big earrings. Actually she looked quite beautiful to me. But she showed me her horrible scars and would weep. She talked about breast cancer awareness and the need for research. So much inner strength. There was a hospital bed in her living room. Husband slept on the couch, cat in her bed. How she loved that cat, they had put a pink ribbon around its neck. Family and friends came, in hushed tones they kissed her goodbye. She just smiled and one evening alone with her husband and her cat, she died. He said it was peaceful. Please support cancer research and awareness always and, remember, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, so wear PINK! ______________________ September 8, 2015 Narrative For the contest, Pinktober #2, sponsor, Poet Destroyer 10th Place
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