So here we are again. May, Melanoma Awareness Month. I
marvel at how life moves forward, pulling us along with the current even as we
sputter and splash our way through. Some days we feel as if we are drowning as
the tenacles of despair fight to pull us down into the dark abyss. Other days
we are blessed with glimpses of brilliant light just beyond the banks. Like the
reach of a child, bathed in sweet smiles, waiting with open arms.
Life has changed drastically for our family this past year.
We are learning to live our life without Jillian. I’m learning to live with the
images of her last year on earth. Those memories are becoming less horrific for
me, and are slowly being replaced with her true essence.
I’ve lived through the death of my dad, and an untimely divorce. I moved from my home, my place of solitude. I’m beginning a year of new memories.
And it’s good! I’m learning to view my life as a huge, evolving canvas. I’m not the artist, God is. But I get to choose the colors. I prefer the bright colors of spring, rather than the greys of winter. I know there will be dark hues on my pallet, but they’ll be mixed with pastels, giving the artwork more depth.
One thing hasn’t changed. My passion for awareness and education to Melanoma. The black of this disease is the frame to my canvas. But I’m stepping through, and appreciating my Makers hand, as he paints a marvelous masterpiece for me and my family.
I’ve been blessed to have met so many beautiful people throughout my journey. The next billboard is focusing on our Caregivers. The people behind the scenes. The other half to melanoma. The ones with broken hearts learning to live with their own cancer diagnosis, but in a different way.
I’ve lived through the death of my dad, and an untimely divorce. I moved from my home, my place of solitude. I’m beginning a year of new memories.
And it’s good! I’m learning to view my life as a huge, evolving canvas. I’m not the artist, God is. But I get to choose the colors. I prefer the bright colors of spring, rather than the greys of winter. I know there will be dark hues on my pallet, but they’ll be mixed with pastels, giving the artwork more depth.
One thing hasn’t changed. My passion for awareness and education to Melanoma. The black of this disease is the frame to my canvas. But I’m stepping through, and appreciating my Makers hand, as he paints a marvelous masterpiece for me and my family.
I’ve been blessed to have met so many beautiful people throughout my journey. The next billboard is focusing on our Caregivers. The people behind the scenes. The other half to melanoma. The ones with broken hearts learning to live with their own cancer diagnosis, but in a different way.
The below billboard will be displayed in Grand Rapids
Michigan. That’s FOUR separate locations. How’s that for getting LOUD?
*May 5- June 1
I-I96 .3 mi E/O Chicago Drive SS/Facing E.
*June 2-June 29
US-131 .5 mi S/O West River Drive WS/Facing S
*June 2-June 29
US-131 .5 mi S/O West River Drive WS/Facing S
*Two Bonus Locations yest to be determined
May 5-June 29
My prayer is two-fold. Learn all you can about Melanoma, tanning beds and the sun. If you have just a tiny tickler of doubt, do your research. Educate yourselves. And then share what you've learned.
You may just avoid having to live with the Black on your own canvas.
~Peace and so much love...
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