She untangled her tired body from the twisted damp sheets. Slowly she put one foot on the worn carpet and then the other. It was five a.m. and the morning held no promise.
It was the first day of spring. The early rising robins were singing a song she could not hear. The roar in her surging mind would not hold court to anything beautiful.
Slowly, not wanting to accept the day's offerings, she lumbered into the dark bathroom to wash the nightmares from her lined face. She dressed in her usual uniform of worn jeans, grey sweatshirt turned inside out and thin leathered moccasins missing all but a few lonesome beads.
She dug deep into her backpack for the keys to her mud laden, road weary but faithful old jeep. She knew this vehicle was taking her to memories she did not want. Once on the bumpy dirt county road she let out the first groan of the morning. This soon was followed by screams of despair even before the first battered stop sign appeared.
This demon plaguing her, this cancer, was not hers to fight but the battle of her young vibrant daughter. No one had told her breast cancer was available to the young. She almost laughed at this thought. Cancer availability, likened to that of peaches at the local farmer's market. Her child with the rose hued cheeks, career on fast track, infectious laugh and the world begging to be part of her life was soon to be a breastless warrior.
Once again her screams pierced the loneliness of the old jeep but this time they were followed with a song of praise and shouts of thankfulness to God.
It was a miracle the cancer was found. She had no symptoms and no reason to have a mammogram. If not for the insistence of a loving boss lady, who says she was directed by a voice from Heaven telling her to make my daughter have a mammogram, my daughter would not be here to be a "pin-up" gal with her grateful mom. These billboards have opened doors making the public more aware of cancer's attack on its' young victims. We at Pink Outlaw want everyone to be aware and to know we are here to help.