This week I went for my yearly Mammogram. I normally don’t put much thought into it. I guess I have just put it on the yearly “Things to do list”. By no means am I minimizing it’s importance. EVERY woman should have mammograms!!!! But for me, I have been doing for so many years it just seems routine. I had my first Mammogram at 24, because that was my age when my mom was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. So, my Dr. wanted to establish a baseline for me so we could hopefully catch any changes early. All of my tests have come back negative, and I fully anticipate the same result this year. But this year has been different for me emotionally and mentally preparing for my upcoming test. I don’t know if it has been because CANCER has been in the front of my mind because of my recent scare with Melanoma, or because of my sweet 19 month old cousin Mason is facing his own battle with cancer. Maybe it’s because, if memory serves me correctly, my test this year fell on the same day that my Mom had her mastectomy so many years ago. Maybe it’s because I am approaching the age that she was when she was diagnosed. I am 44 and she was 48. I really don’t know what has triggered my nervousness about it this year. But then my thoughts switched from my mom dying of cancer, and that her mammogram was the first indicator that things were about to drastically change for our entire family to thoughts of just missing my mommy! Boy do I miss that woman! There are so many things I would like to tell her. Would she be proud of the person I am? So many things……… then just a flood of sadness overcame me as I drove home from work the night before my test. I cried and remembered my sweet mama all the way home. Once at home, the most unexpected thing ever happened. My friends and I refer to these moments as a “God thing”. When I walked in, Tommy said “Oh, I have a surprise for you”. He handed me a cute little musical figurine of a teddy bear in a rocking chair. Then he told me the story behind the bear. The bear belonged to a dear friend of ours named Dot. Dot had been given this bear many years ago by a coworker as a gift when Dot was going through her own battle with cancer. This coworker just wanted to reach out to her and let her know someone understood what she was going through, because she had been there before herself. Then Tommy told me that Dot wanted me to have it, because the person that gave it to her was MY MOM!! I was blown away! I turned it on and it began to play Let me be your teddy bear. I began to laugh and cry at the same time! My mom loved Elvis, so Im sure thats why she picked that particular one. But she had been on my mind all day....... her cancer, my test the next day, me missing her. And with PERFECT timing I receive this most precious gift! I tell you, my heart was so full, if that had been a stuffed teddy bear I would have probably slept with it that night!! So thank you Dot for this treasure! And thank you God for sending me a reminder of my sweet Mama just when I needed it most!!! #itsthelittlethings #Godthing #Mamasgirl
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 03:40:28 +0000
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