You know what’s crazy? I’ll tell you what’s crazy.™
Breast Cancer.
Mom has it, has been battling it for a few years, now.
Sadly, she thought she had cancer licked, but it turns out the latest tests were less encouraging than hoped.
Cancer’s mean. Cancer’s sneaky.
It’s a cigarette burn to the skin in a crowded bar.
The pain is sharp, intense, sudden.
Mom thought she was home free.
But cancer’s fiendish, scary, an irritant that makes itself known.
It’s a rodent that finds its way into your crawl space, moving loudly under the floor boards at night.
Mom’s cancer has returned, scurrying angrily below the surface.
That’s OK.
Mom knows how to battle. Mom’s a fighter. She’s the mom version of William Wallace without the kilt and less face paint.
Mom knows the way to the chemo center. Mom knows how to smile when they put the intravenous cocktail in her arm. She knows there are more surgeries ahead.
It would be easy to give up. It would be easy to stick your head in the pillow and scream “WHY ME?”
What did I do to deserve cancer?
It’s a natural question. Why Me?
Some people wallow in why me, waste months staring at the living room wall wondering why me.
Mom is way past why me? Mom’s in it to win it. She’s in the cancer trenches, the front lines of a breast cancer offensive.
Mom’s plan is a simple plan.
Survive it!
Anything less is unacceptable.
So she’s lost some mom hair. So what?
So she’s lost some mom strength? So what?
She’s shed some mom tears. Who hasn’t?
If you know someone with breast cancer, and I know you do, then you’ve shed some Mom tears, or sister tears, or aunt tears too.
To help Mom commemorate her pending victory, I created a simple, but powerful rallying cry for her.
Life’s Crazy Survive It!
It’s a pink strength ribbon in front of a golden sunrise.
It’s symbol of survival. It’s a symbol of rebirth.
Life’s Crazy Survive It!
I love the simplicity, I love the power.
It permeates my soul with inspiration and singular focus.
The mission: eradicate that which makes Mom cry.
I love the powerful pink. I love the swirling sunrise behind it.
Sunrises represent a new dawn, a new day, a renewed spirit of survival
Life’s Crazy Survive It.
So I designed the powerful pink art for my mom.
I’m sending her an iphone cover just as soon as she tells me what iphone she has.
Mom can go to chemo by herself and undergo multiple surgeries, but getting her to tell me if she has an iphone 4 or 5? You’d think that was the battle. They don’t make a ribbon for that do they?
I’m going to arm Mom with the spirit of survival.
You can too! Go to the lifescrazy.com store and choose the design that’s right for you or your loved one.
Take the fight to cancer. Help someone you love survive it!
Remember Mom.
Life’s Crazy. Survive It!
Life’s Crazy™