Letting My Voice Be Heard...





I just wanted to share this with everyone as we go into the weekend. Below is a link to a recent article I was asked to write for http://www.fightpink.org/ and a second link to the fightpink.org monthly report. I am blessed to have been given this second chance at life and this crazy opportunity to share my story with others. Thank you all for blessing my life with your friendships...


Christina




Comments

  1. HollieOctober 17, 2008 at 3:59 PM

    What a beautiful article! You're a very inspiring woman! I love the photograph of you & your boys! You can see the love & determination on all of your faces!

    HUGS:)

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  2. UnknownOctober 17, 2008 at 5:23 PM

    You are a talented writer also! I seem drawn to wonderful writers:) Maybe I want to be one? lol

    Thank you so much for sharing!
    Hugs,
    Ann

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  3. Sage RavenwoodOctober 17, 2008 at 5:33 PM

    You know every time I see an alert for a post from you, I smile...it doesn't matter what's going in my day, it's a guaranteed smile. I read your article hon, Joshua and Micah have so much to be proud of you for. Please tell them how very proud of them I am, how courageous they both were standing by you. This wasn't an easy journey, but the love you had for one another made you stronger as a family. I love each and every one of you. (Hugs)Indigo

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  4. kellyOctober 17, 2008 at 8:09 PM

    What a great entry... You and your family have endured so much.. what you have to say will be such an inspiration to so many others... I wish you the best in everything you do... your family is amazing...I have read your entries often but do not always comment... you are always in my thoughts and more so in my prayers... God bless...
    Kelly~

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  5. MissieOctober 17, 2008 at 9:18 PM

    Have a wonderful weekend.

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  6. BenOctober 17, 2008 at 9:47 PM

    Thanks for a great journal, and to Indigo for getting the word out about your writing. I'm not the first to say it, but you really are an inspiration, Christina.

    Ben
    http://ben-better_left_unsaid.blogspot.com/

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  7. NelleOctober 18, 2008 at 11:08 AM

    I followed a journal that lead to another journal that lead me here. I wish you had an email link so I could email you my story. I had another cancer and the radiation for that cancer gave me breast cancer.

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  8. EstelaOctober 19, 2008 at 8:05 AM

    Thanks for sharing the links. Your article brought happy tears to my eyes. :)

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