So, Izea has announced that their latest round of Blog Battle Royale is going to be for charity - and only charity related blogs can be in the battle. The winner gets $1000 donated to their charity. Those who know me, know that I do not like to be in the spotlight, I am a hang in the background kind of girl…but this time, I must step up and throw my hat into the ring..not only for my Mom, but for anyone and everyone who has had their life , and heart, ripped open by this horrible disease.
Here it is folks. My entry into the battle, my chance to increase awareness, and an opportunity to continue to tell my Mother’s story, in the hopes that it will help someone, anyone.
I call this My purple blog.
I purchased my own domain last August, and started this blog so that I could talk about my Mother’s battle with Pancreatic Cancer. . And talk I did. From the first post in that category on August 20, 2007…….until her death 2 weeks ago. I chose the color scheme of purple because it’s the color for Pancreatic Cancer Support and Awareness. I did not start this blog to raise money for Pancreatic Cancer, as much as I did it to raise awareness and give myself a forum to open up my feelings and talk about what it was like to not only watch your loved one slowly deteriorate from this horrible disease, but what it does to the family and caregivers as well. When Mom was diagnosed last June, I had never even heard of Pancreatic Cancer, I immediately turned to the internet to educate myself, and started talking, and typing. There were times when I wore my heart on my sleeve, and shared things that I dared not share to close friends and family in person. Sometimes it’s easier to share here, behind the mask of your monitor, where people don’t really know who you are.
I made friends with total strangers, and found a support network that I never dreamed was out there. And, if I helped just one person learn something new about this most deadly form of cancer, or helped one other caregiver or survivor to get through their day, then it was all worth it.
Worth every tear that fell as I typed the story of the longest night of my life, worth every trip across the state in the wee hours of the morning to take her to the oncologist, worth every heart wrenching moment of her last Christmas with us. Pancreatic Cancer took my Mother from me, and I will spend the rest of my days trying to raise awareness and ensure it does not take someone elses.