Rovenia Braddy writes about Harrisburg from the point of view of someone who lives, works, shops and socializes there.
It was a nippy Saturday morning in Harrisburg Pa as hundreds of women clad in all shades of pink gathered together to unite for one cause; breast cancer. I attended the Walking for Strides Breast Cancer Walk on Harrisburg's City Island on October 19, I too had been touched by this dreaded disease. No, I'm not a breast cancer survivor, but I do love several women who are. My mother had breast cancer, in her time there was no walk, there were no campaigns and there was no reconstructive surgery. Times have changed and today's woman fights with some new weapons.
My sister girlfriends are pushing their way forward in getting the medical profession to understand that they have a say so when it comes to treatment and reconstructive surgery. These women are not victims, they are victors. They are giving cancer a fight for it's money. Recently two very good friends of mine have been diagnosed with breast cancer. These two women are mothers, executives, wives and pillars of their community. They have decided to take a stand and be role models for other women who will soon find themselves walking in their shoes.
Even though men are also suffering from this disease, there's something to be said for the comradely that women bring to the fight. Many of these women have lost their hair and some of their stamina, but they have not lost their ability to fight a good fight and come out victorious. There are many who have lost the battle, but those who are left behind hold up the torch and continue to march on until the victory of a cure is found. To all my sister girlfriends, keep fighting, keep marching, there is victory at the finish line.