What I have come to learn about the pants ~ Is that it was never meant for me....I always thought I would be the one to make MY voice heard, and let everyone know about how I feel about what has happened to MY family when this sick cancer crept into the life of my sister.
When the pants were released to the world, I had no idea how much it would effect me personally. I had NO idea that when we launched this wholesome / loving / and yet unforgiving cancer life they took on, that I would ever say, "she died". NEVER.....
Since the pants travel, they made it around the world, and still making an impression on each and everyone they touch. Each woman that gets this package with the pants, have letters and cards for them to read along with them. I had always dreamed of there life's being touched by this project, but what I didn't know, was that in 2 years a handful of these women would have died to never see, nor hear about the other women these pants got to know.
They say 1 in 8 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer, that's a staggering thought. I was standing up in my cubicle one day looking around at all the women I work with, we have about 40. As I look around, not one woman has admitted to having breast cancer, and I thought...who's next ?
I have NEVER heard or seen an OBESE woman with breast cancer, sure maybe over weight, but I don't think that's abnormal...and yet they claim weight as being a possible feeding frenzy for cancer...really ? I don't know.
There has been an amazing turn of events that have happened over the last few weeks/month, an amazing woman with her own breast cancer diagnosis has taken metastatic cancer to another level of awareness, reality, and love. AnneMarie Ciccarella.
I truly believe that "things happen for a reason", I don't believe that this project happened by chance...it happened because the universe said so. I believe this is more than the ordinary as AnneMarie said in her blog, I never considered it Extra Ordinary until she said so. Who would have ever thought we would be crossing paths from across the county to get these pants on a journey they will never forget. I thank her deeply.
I had to make a tough decision to "let it go", to know in my heart and soul, that it was NEVER meant to be a Non-Profit organization....It was never meant for ME to control...Its for them. I don't know why I was chosen to start it, but, I know that IT was meant to be.
For some reason my sister thought I could wear her pants, I'm 5'4, and she...5'9...REALLY ? I think it was her way of telling me who got the gift of height, and she can squash me if she really wanted to right ? ha ha.. what are little sisters for ...I just pretend to let her be the boss...
I always wondered what would happen if a real life "Sister hood " of 'Traveling Pants came to life.
The pants broke out of there cocoon, and spread its wings, just as it was meant to be, full of color, full of life, one touch at a time, now this is what we call love.
