My Heart in your Hands
After surviving breast cancer I look at life as an invitation to opportunities! When I was invited to participate in this event I happily agreed, though somewhat fearful having never painted anything decoratively. When I was diagnosed with breast cancer I fell apart emotionally. I thought I had no risk factors. I was broken. My husband and son and family and friends picked up the pieces, put their arms around me and carried me thru the process. My heart burst with the love, care and nurturing they wrapped me in. I was able to see and feel the goodness in people. My heart was in their hands! I now say that my breast cancer was a blessing in disguise.