Let’s Rally For A Breast Cancer Awareness License Plate For Tennessee

Some of you know that my mother-in-law was diagnosed with breast cancer last year and underwent radiation. (Her last mammogram was normal. Hurrah!) I also had a breast cancer scare last year and a lumpectomy but thankfully I was cancer free. The tissue removed from my right breast was just fibrocystic tissue. I’ve got a scar to serve as a reminder that I am healthy and for that I am eternally grateful.

One of my husband’s clients, Kendall, was recently diagnosed with breast cancer. She had no symptoms; just pain, which is very unusual for breast cancer. It’s truly a miracle that she kept feeling something was not quite right and kept pursuing it. She is a mother to three young children and underwent a double mastectomy. She’s going to be taking a new test drug, in addition to chemo, which she just started. Kendall is a fighter. Her positive, fighting attitude is amazing and inspirational.

On her CaringBridge Journal, Kendall just wrote about a young mother from Middle Tennessee who lost her life to breast cancer last fall. In her honor, her husband has launched a campaign to have a specialty breast cancer license plate issued for the state of Tennessee. 1,000 signatures are needed (with a committment of $35); the deadline is June 30. Tennessee apparently is the only state without a breast cancer awareness specialty plate.

The Greater Nashville Susan G. Komen for the Cure organization is also supporting the specialty license campaign. Proceeds from the new specialty plate will benefit the six Susan G. Komen chapters in Tennessee; the funds will be used to support treatment and educational programs.

Here’s a news interview with Kendall by local NBC affiliate WSMV.

Get some retail therapy and support a great cause! Kendall is having a sidewalk sale at her very cute shop, You’re Invited.

For Anna

One of my husband’s clients lost his daughter, Anna, on Monday night. Although she had epilepsy, she was doing very well with treatment. She died unexpectedly in her sleep at their home. The family had just taken a trip to Disney World and although I did not know Anna, I hear she was your typical 6-year-old little girl who loved princesses and playing dress up and spending time with her brothers and mom and dad.


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I can’t imagine the heartbreak they are experiencing.

I don’t know the story behind this beautiful photo of Anna, but her dad has a copy of it hanging in his office. Miss C saw it and asked if Anna was an angel. I definitely think so.

My husband helped set up a website for an organization founded by her parents and named in her honor, which raises money for research and awareness about epilepsy. Here is the link.

Quite Possibly the Most Exciting Hometown News Since Walmart and the Liquor Stores Opened

The hubby shared this news story with me, prefaced by, “you so need to blog this.”

Our hometown is in a national competition to become one of 16 cities named Springfield to vie for the chance to host the hometown opening of The Simpsons movie in July.

But that’s not what’s really got me excited about this whole breaking news story. The crowning glory is the fact that the once gravel road I grew up on, Homer Worsham Road, (cue the dueling banjos melody), the road I drove my 1986 Chrysler Laser on like a bat out of hell to town and back during my senior year of high school, may be renamed Homer Simpson Road for the day.

Now that is something to be proud of.

Too bad we don’t have a son or I’d be tempted to name him Homer for the day.

D’oh!

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