
Happy Halloween!!!!
Today is the last day of the month and the last pink day. :) I can't believe that I made it an entire month blogging everyday. It has been so wonderful and cathartic for me to write everyday. I am so happy that I did this project. I can't really imagine going without blogging everyday, so I'm starting a new project tomorrow for the next month. Come back tomorrow to see what it is. :) I went trick-or-treating to Rob and Peggy's house with my good friend, Bri. Peggy was so surprised to see us.
Today at school, I took a picture of me and my gorgeous friend, Angela.

This month hasn't just been about blogging everyday. It started as a challenge to wear pink everyday in honor of breast cancer awareness. Last year, I wore pink everyday of October and then wished that I'd taken a picture of my outfit each day. So, this year I did it. And now, here we are at the end of the month. Here is a collage of all the pictures I have used this month. There is one for each day, plus a few more to make it a square.

My interest in breast cancer awareness was first sparked by my dear friend, Chris. Chris was a friend of mine who went to my church and really inspired my faith and made me interested in coming to church. When I was in 7th grade (September 2006), my church's youth choir director asked me to sing with her and Chris every Wednesday night during worship service. Chris taught me so much about singing. She taught me how to harmonize and how to use proper technique. I still think of her when I sing, especially when I sing in church. On March 9, 2007, Chris was diagnosed with breast cancer. She had to stop singing in church with us because of her diagnosis. I was devastated. I was just starting to get to know Chris and her family and now I was suddenly concerned for Chris's life.
Just one month after Chris's diagnosis another friend of mine, Ann, passed away due to Adrenal Cortical Cancer. It was the first time I had known someone who'd died and I was shaken. I was so concerned that Chris would have the same fate that I didn't contact her for a few months. I couldn't bear to show her that I was scared she was going to die. I wanted to be strong for her. This is one of my biggest regrets. I lost so much time with her because of this fear. I feared becoming too close and then having to experience another friend's death. I didn't know that I could handle it. Eventually, a friend of mine revealed to me that I COULD talk to Chris about this. There was no reason to be afraid. One day, I went up to her at church and just said "hello" and she smiled at me and then gave me a big hug. And, I wasn't afraid anymore. She, the person who I thought I needed to be strong for, ended up being the one supporting me.
Chris spent nearly two years going through chemo and other treatments. She smiled through it all. She was never "down" when I saw her. She took up knitting and began to be a true "pink lady." She would wear pink everyday. She had a pink purse, a breast cancer themed wallet, pink headscarves, breast cancer themed jewelry, pink EVERYTHING. She made me smile with all her pink gear. On the last birthday I celebrated while she was alive (my 15th), she gave me a pink scarf she had made. She said it was "no big deal," but it is one of my most treasured possessions. Chris loved to write cards and give presents. She would write a birthday card for every kid at church, a thank you card just for saying hello, and a "just because" card--just because. She inspired my love of writing cards and giving gifts. She showed her love this way. She taught us all what it meant to be a friend and to Live well, Laugh Often, and Love Much.
When she died on February 10, 2009, I was crushed. I was not prepared. Chris and I were becoming so close and her disease progressed rather quickly, particularly at the end. I wanted to curl up in a ball in my room and never leave, but Chris had taught me that not dealing with my emotions only made them worse. I faced the next day head on. And soon, on Valentine's day, I attended her funeral. I can still remember that the number of people who attended was 435. There wasn't even enough room for everyone to sit down. Following the service, in typical Crazy Chrissy fashion, we had a "going away party" for her, complete with balloons and smily face stickers. We laughed, cried, and remembered the beauty and magic that was Chris. It couldn't have been more perfect.
When I turned 16 in 2009, Rob, Chris's husband and Ike, their son, gave me a bracelet that had been Chris's. It has an angel and a heart which says "together we can make a difference."
When I wear it, I feel that Chris is with me. Rob has also given me two of Chris's scarves and some sheet music she used. It is so special to me. Even though I still feel sad about losing Chris sometimes, I know that she is still with me and that she watches over us. I will never forget Chris and all that she taught me.

Thank you, Chris. xoxo































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