not-quite Journaling, 61
There is power in pink
blooms, in scars embraced,
in mind and flesh
to give up the fight
10/18/2023: If you haven’t had a mammogram, a breast exam performed by a doctor, or your breast self-examinations aren’t particularly regular, then today is the day to correct such a serious oversight. Wear pink while you’re at it, so that others might be reminded too. ( . ) /
Someone told me that “a good soul doesn’t have time to worry about [her]
individual problems, when an entire people face war and worse.” At first, I
wanted to kick the speaker in the teeth. Now that my mind is calmer, I’ll just
say that the world and all its big problems might not mean much if we’re dead--breast
cancer doesn’t wait until we’re ready for it.
11/3/2023: Because, every so often, we (all right, me) can use a little reminder.
11/17/2023: I love fairy tales and all kinds of tales, where people who are being oppressed fight as hard as they can… and get out from under their tormenter’s boot. I love them even better, when they do some kicking back. What can I say? I might be a wee bit adversarial. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #103: Life Is a Fairy Tale.