Hello My Beauties~
To begin, I must strongly and sincerely apologize for my absence these past few weeks. October is a rather hectic month for me and my family. It is, as we all know, Breast Cancer Awareness month. Part of my mother’s career is to travel and tell her story of her breast cancer survival. October is when she is requested the most to speak in certain areas of the U.S. She is gone practically all month travelling, and when she is home, she works her behind off (is it isn’t bad form to admit publically) and whatever energy she has left, she uses to take care of her family. She is truly a very strong woman. However, her absence in our household effects many aspects of our daily lives. I wake up early to prepare myself and my siblings for the school day ahead. I do my little sisters’ hair; help them and my little brother dress, then scramble to fix myself up before I head out the door. Whether my father takes me to school, or I have no alternative but to walk, it’s always a difficulty to maintain a positive attitude when facing the long day ahead. With my day being filled with AP classes, homework, the musical, and my select theatre plays, I’ve had no time to bond with my family. My days begin at 6am and I usually don’t get home until 8:30-9pm due to rehearsals and what not. Saturdays aren’t easy, either. Set construction for the musical from 9am to 6pm. By that time, I help take care of my siblings then do my homework. Sundays, I wake up early and prepare myself and my siblings, as usual, for church. The day goes on and I get my homework done, while pushing my siblings to do the same. My mother is usually gone for a short span of time before she comes home, then leaves a day or so afterwards. The worst of the worst is when she has no choice but to be separated from us for a week or more at a time. My mother loves my family, her church, and her job. She says continually that she is so grateful for everything she has. She always tells me to be grateful, and how can I not be? I have a wonderful family, food, clothing, shelter, etc. I have more than what some people can only dream of. I am more than grateful for that, so who am I to complain about this routine? My selfish human nature; unfortunately, tends to get the best of me~
I miss my mother more than anything when she travels. When she’s gone, my everyday life is this stressful mess that no one can help me untangle. She keeps me sane and the world along with it. Her calmness keeps serenity in my life that no one can replace. When I think of where I would be had breast cancer claimed her life, I shudder. I would not be who I am today. This is why she travels. She travels to tell her story not only to speak to those who can make a difference, but to give hope, strength, and the same serenity she gives to me to all those who are where she has been and where she is now. I love my mother, and I can honestly say, in all selfishness, that I’m glad she’s back home for as long as she can be.
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