
Jack, October 2010
For five and a half years (ever since I was diagnosed), my brother-in-law Jack has worn that pink breast cancer bracelet you see in the photo to the left. Well, not that very one. The first one broke.
“It broke and that was to let us know you were in remission and we didn’t need to wear it anymore,” Jack told me. “With that said, I will always wear this as a reminder of how strong and courageous you were and are.”
OK, that made me cry a little bit.
My courage aside, let’s talk Jack’s support.
WOW. What a long time to wear a band of pink.
We all started out with an adornment just like Jack’s — me, my husband, my mom, my sister — but as time passed, we slipped off the pink rubbery band and forgot about it. Sometimes I forget Jack still wears one, and then I glance at his arm, and I see it there. And it chokes me up that he stands firm in his commitment to the cause. And to me.
And here’s what I have to say about it all: You rock, Jack, and I am nothing short of completely honored.

Armed with pink!


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