For the last few years, I’ve been reading, and you probably have been too, statements such as: We are all aware of breast cancer. Enough with the awareness. Everyone knows about breast cancer and other similar sentiments. So, I’ve gotta ask, have we reached the point of awareness saturation? As I’ve written before, if you …
Awareness
As many of you know, I’ve always been a dog person and more recently, I’ve become a cat person too. Still lots to learn about the feline species, but Ninja and I are figuring each other out. You might want to read, A Little Black & White Cat Named Ninja. Our English springer spaniel Sophie …
It’s time to close out another year here on the blog. Hard to believe 2018 will soon be over, right? Where did the time go? Or maybe you cannot wait to say goodbye to 2018. Regardless, 2018 is just about in the books.
Sure, there are likely more than three prongs to Pinktober’s problems, but these three stand out. My discontent with Pinktober (Breast Cancer Awareness Month) is not about the color pink or pink ribbons at all. It goes much deeper than that. I actually love pink. I’ve been writing about this stuff for years now, as …
As I’ve written before, October will always belong to my dad. This fact will never change, and I find so much comfort in it. And balance. And a lot of other things. But, of course, October also means it’s time to brace yourself. The Pink Wave is upon us. Again.