Dear READER,
Did you know that every 3 minutes someone in the U.S. is diagnosed, and a staggering 1 in 8 women in the U.S. will develop breast cancer.
But you and I can do something to help. I will be walking 26 miles for the AVON walk for Breast Cancer May 4th. My goal is to raise at least $1,800 in donations for the AVON walk for Breast Cancer. I can't do it on my own. So lets make a deal! If you make a donation, I'll do all of the walking all 26 miles of it!
Please contribute to my efforts and donate today by clicking on the link below:
https://secure2.convio.net/avon/site/Donation2?df_id=2620&PROXY_ID=6887256&PROXY_TYPE=20&FR_ID=2190&s_subsrc=bfiphone&s_src=boundlessfundraising
I thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for your support and encouragement. When I hit the road, I'll know that you were a special part of my journey.
For more information on the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer, please visit avonwalk.org.
Thanks again for your support. And keep on eye out for more information and photos to come of me training and getting ready for May 4th. Also watch my blog on the big day to see photos as I walk.
Yours Truly,
Showing posts with label Walk for breast cancer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Walk for breast cancer. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Day 1
Dear READER,
It was interesting today as I relearned something about prayer. I learned that the Lord sometimes just likes to hear from us. Yes just to acknowledge that he is there and to talk with him.
I always love talking with my Dad. No matter what I have going on in life or how stressed I am, after talking with my Dad I feel great. Well I found that the same works while talking to my Heavenly Father. I had known this but had somehow forgotten. So as I said my prayers today and just talked with Heavenly Father - told him how I was feeling, what was going on, what I was afraid to do that day, and what I was excited about....I had that same feeling of GREATNESS that I get after talking with my Dad. It wasn't anything important that I said. I wasn't praying for something I needed or anything else I just went to talk with my Heavenly Father. It was a wonderful experience and I would recommend it to everyone.
I use the time in the morning on the Metro to read my Scriptures. I am reading the Book of Mormon and am currently in 3 Nephi. The Lord has just appeared to the Nephites. I am loving it. I really like it because everyone is super quite and leaves you alone. I have a paperback copy of the Book of Mormon and a yellow highlighter and that is it. And I just read for the 30 to 45 minutes I'm on metro in the morning. It starts my day out right and I am spiritual fed.
Well this morning as I was standing at my transfer point to get on a Blue line train - reading my Book of Mormon minding my own business. This women started to watch me, more then I liked. It wasn't even inconspicuous. She turned her whole body at me and just looked at me. Me feeling a bit awkward and knowing for a fact that I did not know her tried to dig deeper into what I was reading. Finally I though she is never going to stop, just ask her what she wants. I looked up at her and went to ask my question when she said "so what book are you in?". Taken back for a second I said, "3 Nephi, Christ is just appearing to the people of Nephi.". The conversation went from there. She is a member of the church and just didn't know how to ask if I was as well or if I was investigating since it was a soft cover Book of Mormon and my book mark is a pass along card.
Anyways it was fun to meet another member of the Church while on the metro. She has just been called to be the assistant girls camp director. I think that is one of the coolest callings ever. You get to plan cool fun activities, hang out with a bunch of silly girls, and party the entire time. How cool is that. The world really is becoming smaller every day.
One of the sweetest thing happened today. I am walking 26 miles on May 4th with the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer. Each walker is supposed to raise $1800 before then in order to put towards helping women with Breast Cancer and finding a cure. Well I'm at $500 and have been finding it really hard to get any type of donation. So this sweet thing, one of my friends put together this facebook post and sent it to everyone she knew. It stated that I would be walking and was working on raising $1800 for this walk and asked them to support me and make a donation. I got all emotional when I saw it because she had taken the time and effort to put something together that would help me. How sweet was that.
Everyone keeps saying that the snow is coming and that we won't have work tomorrow. I feel like they say that every time and then the snow never comes and I still get to go to work. Even if we don't have to go in tomorrow I will still have to work from home because this is the busiest time of the entire year and I have so much to do.
My flowers from my Birthday are dying. They used to feel my entire apartment with their aroma but know they just sit their and wilt. I think I am going to add a biweekly flower allowance to my budget.
So -- if you have gotten this far you might be thinking wow this is not like Jenessa's usual post, it's all over the place and really random. I don't write in a journal. I have a really hard time just sitting down and doing it and when I do sit down to do it I feel like I have to write everything and start from where I left off. I type a whole lot faster then I write and I only write the thing I think are somewhat important. So I'm going to try writing entries like this along with my other posts. My reasoning is because as I am reading the Book of Mormon I realized that the only reason we have it or any other piece of scripture is because someone sat down and wrote it. I also was commanded my an apostle of the Lord to write a journal or keep a history so here it is.
Yours Truly,
Jenessa
It was interesting today as I relearned something about prayer. I learned that the Lord sometimes just likes to hear from us. Yes just to acknowledge that he is there and to talk with him.
I always love talking with my Dad. No matter what I have going on in life or how stressed I am, after talking with my Dad I feel great. Well I found that the same works while talking to my Heavenly Father. I had known this but had somehow forgotten. So as I said my prayers today and just talked with Heavenly Father - told him how I was feeling, what was going on, what I was afraid to do that day, and what I was excited about....I had that same feeling of GREATNESS that I get after talking with my Dad. It wasn't anything important that I said. I wasn't praying for something I needed or anything else I just went to talk with my Heavenly Father. It was a wonderful experience and I would recommend it to everyone.
I use the time in the morning on the Metro to read my Scriptures. I am reading the Book of Mormon and am currently in 3 Nephi. The Lord has just appeared to the Nephites. I am loving it. I really like it because everyone is super quite and leaves you alone. I have a paperback copy of the Book of Mormon and a yellow highlighter and that is it. And I just read for the 30 to 45 minutes I'm on metro in the morning. It starts my day out right and I am spiritual fed.
Well this morning as I was standing at my transfer point to get on a Blue line train - reading my Book of Mormon minding my own business. This women started to watch me, more then I liked. It wasn't even inconspicuous. She turned her whole body at me and just looked at me. Me feeling a bit awkward and knowing for a fact that I did not know her tried to dig deeper into what I was reading. Finally I though she is never going to stop, just ask her what she wants. I looked up at her and went to ask my question when she said "so what book are you in?". Taken back for a second I said, "3 Nephi, Christ is just appearing to the people of Nephi.". The conversation went from there. She is a member of the church and just didn't know how to ask if I was as well or if I was investigating since it was a soft cover Book of Mormon and my book mark is a pass along card.
Anyways it was fun to meet another member of the Church while on the metro. She has just been called to be the assistant girls camp director. I think that is one of the coolest callings ever. You get to plan cool fun activities, hang out with a bunch of silly girls, and party the entire time. How cool is that. The world really is becoming smaller every day.
One of the sweetest thing happened today. I am walking 26 miles on May 4th with the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer. Each walker is supposed to raise $1800 before then in order to put towards helping women with Breast Cancer and finding a cure. Well I'm at $500 and have been finding it really hard to get any type of donation. So this sweet thing, one of my friends put together this facebook post and sent it to everyone she knew. It stated that I would be walking and was working on raising $1800 for this walk and asked them to support me and make a donation. I got all emotional when I saw it because she had taken the time and effort to put something together that would help me. How sweet was that.
Everyone keeps saying that the snow is coming and that we won't have work tomorrow. I feel like they say that every time and then the snow never comes and I still get to go to work. Even if we don't have to go in tomorrow I will still have to work from home because this is the busiest time of the entire year and I have so much to do.
My flowers from my Birthday are dying. They used to feel my entire apartment with their aroma but know they just sit their and wilt. I think I am going to add a biweekly flower allowance to my budget.
So -- if you have gotten this far you might be thinking wow this is not like Jenessa's usual post, it's all over the place and really random. I don't write in a journal. I have a really hard time just sitting down and doing it and when I do sit down to do it I feel like I have to write everything and start from where I left off. I type a whole lot faster then I write and I only write the thing I think are somewhat important. So I'm going to try writing entries like this along with my other posts. My reasoning is because as I am reading the Book of Mormon I realized that the only reason we have it or any other piece of scripture is because someone sat down and wrote it. I also was commanded my an apostle of the Lord to write a journal or keep a history so here it is.
Yours Truly,
Jenessa
Monday, January 28, 2013
A Cancer Scare - A Blessing
Dear READER,
..........I guess the best place to start this post is by sharing one of my greatest fears. I have always had the fear of getting cancer and dieing. I don't know why that is like my worst fear but it has always been that way since I can remember.
While I was growing up my brother, any time he had a bump, scrap, scar anything he would point to it and dramatically say "It's Cancer" and start freaking out. He still does it today, it's become a really funny thing in my family were if anyone has anything wrong 'oh it must be cancer'. We don't seriously mean it but we just say it - thanks to my brother it's just something that is there.
On my mission one of my companions ended up having breast cancer while on her mission. I was so scared. She was not only my companion but had turned into my best friend. I can't exactly explain how I felt but It was not a pleasant feeling. The one thing I remember thinking was -- we are being so obedient, working so hard, how can this be happening? It wasn't even me but I was mad. Mad that this would happen to my best friend how could it. Everything turned out ok and she continued to serve a full and faithful mission.
At the beginning of this year I fell down some stairs. For most of you who know me, you are probably thinking that this is a perfectly normal thing to be happening to me. I fall up stairs, down stairs, down hills, walk into walls, and doors, and I trip almost everywhere. (Well I used to -- I haven't been as clumsy since my mission, I think I truly learned to walk while on my mission but it took a good month or so). Anyways I fell down this flight of stairs while I was babysitting and I really hurt myself. So much so that I considered going to see a doctor - that didn't last long as you will also know because I just hate doctors. I don't know why I just do and hospital are terrifying to me. So it was a quick and fleeting thought. So instead I went to a Chiropractor.
This Chiropractor took tons of x-rays and made sure I hadn't torn anything. The part of me that hurt the most are my right hip and left arm. He took extra care to take more x-rays of these two parts just to be sure. No broken bones, YEAH!!!!!
BUT
We ended up finding a black spot on my left arm near my elbow. It was about the size of tack. We sent the x-rays to a specialist who came back and asked that some more x-rays and test be taken. For those of you who don't know Black spots on bones are really Really REALLY bad. They are usually cancer and not a good thing to have. Not only was a pocked and pricked and tested but I was scared to death. My Chiropractor was there through the whole thing kind of acting like my Brother making me laugh and telling me oh it's probably cancer no big deal and saying it will hurt today but tomorrow it will be better. He really is a great guy....during the time my test were with the specialist I have had physical therapy three times a week trying to get things working and better.
Then the day finally came to meet with the specialist. A little short man with graying hair came in, and said ok well you're great. That was it, I was shocked and a bit taken back. What? 'The spot on your bone is actually tissue'. I had broken that same part of my bone twice before and apparently had chipped away some of the bone now there was some soft tissue there, which 'Naturally' would show up black on a x-ray because it's not bone.
I was so happy I could have cried. Ok so I did get a bit emotional but I didn't cry. I felt so blessed, there are no words to tell you how blessed I felt. I was standing on my metro the next day and saw this sign saying that in May there was going to be a walk here in D.C. for a cure for cancer. I had seen it a few times on the metro I mean I'm on it twice a day for 40 minutes of course I had seen it, read it, and ignored it. But on this particular day. My heart full of gratitude for being cancer free I read it, felt it in my heart, and made up my mind to do something about it. Long story short, MAY 4 I will be walking 26 miles for a cure.
I know this is getting really long but I do need to add just one more part to this story. I asked my family to keep me in their prayers as this was going on and especially on the day I went to see the specialist. I have never felt so much peace walking into a room knowing that the information could be really bad. It wasn't but it could of been - there are many who go into those rooms and who's lives are changed forever because they do have cancer. It made really appreciate those who are survivors and those who are struggling at this time with cancer. What great faith they must have. I hope that they all have family who are praying for them like mine did for me.
Take the time to day to say a little prayer for those who may be suffering at this time with cancer. If you know someone who had cancer take the time to call them and tell them you love them and believe in them.
Yours Truly,
Jenessa
..........I guess the best place to start this post is by sharing one of my greatest fears. I have always had the fear of getting cancer and dieing. I don't know why that is like my worst fear but it has always been that way since I can remember.
While I was growing up my brother, any time he had a bump, scrap, scar anything he would point to it and dramatically say "It's Cancer" and start freaking out. He still does it today, it's become a really funny thing in my family were if anyone has anything wrong 'oh it must be cancer'. We don't seriously mean it but we just say it - thanks to my brother it's just something that is there.
On my mission one of my companions ended up having breast cancer while on her mission. I was so scared. She was not only my companion but had turned into my best friend. I can't exactly explain how I felt but It was not a pleasant feeling. The one thing I remember thinking was -- we are being so obedient, working so hard, how can this be happening? It wasn't even me but I was mad. Mad that this would happen to my best friend how could it. Everything turned out ok and she continued to serve a full and faithful mission.
At the beginning of this year I fell down some stairs. For most of you who know me, you are probably thinking that this is a perfectly normal thing to be happening to me. I fall up stairs, down stairs, down hills, walk into walls, and doors, and I trip almost everywhere. (Well I used to -- I haven't been as clumsy since my mission, I think I truly learned to walk while on my mission but it took a good month or so). Anyways I fell down this flight of stairs while I was babysitting and I really hurt myself. So much so that I considered going to see a doctor - that didn't last long as you will also know because I just hate doctors. I don't know why I just do and hospital are terrifying to me. So it was a quick and fleeting thought. So instead I went to a Chiropractor.
This Chiropractor took tons of x-rays and made sure I hadn't torn anything. The part of me that hurt the most are my right hip and left arm. He took extra care to take more x-rays of these two parts just to be sure. No broken bones, YEAH!!!!!
BUT
We ended up finding a black spot on my left arm near my elbow. It was about the size of tack. We sent the x-rays to a specialist who came back and asked that some more x-rays and test be taken. For those of you who don't know Black spots on bones are really Really REALLY bad. They are usually cancer and not a good thing to have. Not only was a pocked and pricked and tested but I was scared to death. My Chiropractor was there through the whole thing kind of acting like my Brother making me laugh and telling me oh it's probably cancer no big deal and saying it will hurt today but tomorrow it will be better. He really is a great guy....during the time my test were with the specialist I have had physical therapy three times a week trying to get things working and better.
Then the day finally came to meet with the specialist. A little short man with graying hair came in, and said ok well you're great. That was it, I was shocked and a bit taken back. What? 'The spot on your bone is actually tissue'. I had broken that same part of my bone twice before and apparently had chipped away some of the bone now there was some soft tissue there, which 'Naturally' would show up black on a x-ray because it's not bone.
I was so happy I could have cried. Ok so I did get a bit emotional but I didn't cry. I felt so blessed, there are no words to tell you how blessed I felt. I was standing on my metro the next day and saw this sign saying that in May there was going to be a walk here in D.C. for a cure for cancer. I had seen it a few times on the metro I mean I'm on it twice a day for 40 minutes of course I had seen it, read it, and ignored it. But on this particular day. My heart full of gratitude for being cancer free I read it, felt it in my heart, and made up my mind to do something about it. Long story short, MAY 4 I will be walking 26 miles for a cure.
I know this is getting really long but I do need to add just one more part to this story. I asked my family to keep me in their prayers as this was going on and especially on the day I went to see the specialist. I have never felt so much peace walking into a room knowing that the information could be really bad. It wasn't but it could of been - there are many who go into those rooms and who's lives are changed forever because they do have cancer. It made really appreciate those who are survivors and those who are struggling at this time with cancer. What great faith they must have. I hope that they all have family who are praying for them like mine did for me.
Take the time to day to say a little prayer for those who may be suffering at this time with cancer. If you know someone who had cancer take the time to call them and tell them you love them and believe in them.
Yours Truly,
Jenessa
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