I've talked before about my discouragement with the lack of "Go Red" support. It's normal to see NFL or MLB players wearing pink for support of Breast Cancer Awareness... but do they ever wear Red for Heart Disease Awareness?
But I'm beating a dead horse here (and for the record... HE probably died of a heart attack too)
So when the latest "Shoot for the Cure" pink t shirts came out, I bought one.... but I got mad at the same time.
But instead of just staying mad... I decided to do a little something about it.
I decided to design and sell my own shirt. And I did.
Even though our school colors are orange and black... SEVERAL fellow teachers supported the American Heart Association by buying a shirt that on the front said "Panthers have Heart" and on the back gave some statistics about how often heart attacks occur.
Success!
Along with those that were ordered by my awesome co-workers, were the ones that I ordered for my sisters and a few friends. When they found out about the shirts... even though they aren't "panthers" they wanted to support and ordered a shirt (or two) too!
Last night, I printed off labels and was in the process of packaging those shirts up. As I was standing there working on them, I was hit by the OVERWHELMING scent of my mom's perfume.
It hit me (appropriately) like an arrow in my heart.
I frantically searched in my bag to find out what it was that smelled like her.
Nothing.
I tried to get James to smell stuff.... but he didn't know what he was trying to smell.
And then it hit me. Again. Like an arrow to my heart.
It wasn't something I was smelling.... but someONE.
So I stood there and cried because I knew what it was.
My mom was there.... watching what I was doing, knowing what I was doing it for, WHO I was doing it for....
And she approved. And she wanted us to know that.
So for those of you who get the shirts. Take a little whiff.... because if you are lucky, you might be able to smell her... and know that she thanks you for thinking of her when you wear it.
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