Why Don’t You Give Life On Christmas Day?

People, they say, come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.  There’s this one person who came into my life some nine years ago, but left in a somewhat painful way- she died of breast cancer.

This woman was the older sister I never had.  We were coworkers, but she proved to be more than that to me.  Ironically, we were then working in a health research branch of the government.  Everyday we were faced with medical and health journals on the latest advancements in healthcare, but apparently, none of the magic from all the breast cancer cures out there worked to her advantage.

It’s comforting to know that these days, there are more companies working towards the goal of medical and health research development.  One such company is cureLauncher.com.  The people behind this advocacy strive to give each person the cure they need by helping the best medical researchers with funding for their projects.  They gather donations from willing donors, and send these funds directly to doctors and researchers who relentlessly find a cure for each life-threatening condition.

The life we have been given is a gift to be cherished.  What’s even more of a blessing is when we’re able to save other people’s lives in whatever way we can.  What small step have you taken lately in trying to give others the gift of life?

Caring for Our Breasts is Best

It was just another one of those busy mornings as I was tailgating a particularly slow-moving SUV in front of me.  My impatience was about to get the better of me, when I noticed a sticker on that vehicle’s rear- a pink ribbon.  It was unmistakably that of the breast cancer logo.

The morning rush suddenly took a different turn.  I was then overcome by a sense of remorse, contemplation, and longing for someone close to me, someone who made quite an impact on my past.  I was transported back in time to 2005, when a co-worker died of breast cancer.

She was more than someone I regularly convened with to gossip by the water cooler.  She was a mentor, a confidante.  She made office life cheery and bright.  It almost felt like working in Sesame Street.

Her death wasn’t in vain, I’d like to think.  Because of her plight, I have become more conscious of taking care of my breasts.  As much as I can, I do a regular self-examination of my breasts.  I have also made it a habit to look at them in the mirror, trying to detect any changes in shape or size.

Breast cancer continues to take women’s lives.  Let us do what we can to keep ourselves healthy.  Early detection is still the best cure.  We owe it not only to ourselves, but to our loved ones as well.