Some pictures... Mom's Day, Mom's B-Day...

So, long time, no write...huh?
I got a MySpace, and man, am I addicted! Anyways... everythings great! Change is in the air and already in motion. I'm moving out in a month. Its now Spring.
I think under most circumstances, people hate change. I never understand it. I love change. It means progress, experiences, seeing more of life than you would if you never changed. Its wonderful in my book.
I can't wait for summer (holy canolli, I love spring, too)! I was thinking about it on my way home: why when winter hits, do we get all serious and stiffled? Then when summer hit, we are more expressive of ourselves and enjoy life a bit more? Is it the sun? If it is, I must then proclaim: HELLO SUN!
Mom update: She is GREAT! I just want to say thank you to everyone who has and is praying for her. It's really warming to know that people all over care so much. She has one or two more rounds of the worse kind of chemo, then she's on to therapy (hormonal, I think... dont quote me on that). I really love her. She's so strong, but never lets out her secret on how she does it. As her daughter, I know that one day when I'm dealing with something this difficult, she will be there for me with experience and knowledge, and I am so blessed to have her.
Well, if anyone's on myspace... look me up! I'd love to hear from ya!

Random Pictures for your Viewing Pleasure... Let me know what you think...I LOVE comments!

My Miss Princess Chloe Marie

Who would have this kind of strength?

Today, my mom decided to shave her quickly thinning hair completely off. Thank God that I got off work 3 hours early and was home when she stopped by to wait for my aunt to go with her.
Hair, to a woman, is a security... one of the things that stamp you as a woman and give you a quiet pride. So, I can't imagine how hard it is for her to lose a breast one month, then two months later lose her hair.
My mom's strength is amazing. Her attitude is vastly noticeable. But there is something about her that takes a while to pin-point. I don't know what it is, exactly, because it is a mixture of all these elements. Her grace, faith, understanding of her circumstances... Her submission to procedures that are neccessary, but her resiliance to her illness.
Through this I am learning how to deal with obstacles that beat us down daily...how to not just put them in the back of my mind and forget them, and also not to let them weigh me down; but how to take them as they come and make light of it... see things the way they could be. Also, how to not let the little things in life burden me no matter how high the pile might stack up.
And, so in conclusion of my shortest posting EVER (!), I will state a quote that (as odd as it may be to think of) reminds me of my mom's battle and her ever present grace and strength:

FLY LIKE A BUTTERFLY, STING LIKE A BEE.

Below are just a few pictures from my trip...LOTS more to come!