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As October rolls around it's all about the "PINK" with me. Personally, I have lost 2 wonderful women (My Sassy and Judy) to breast cancer and know without a doubt they would have never had the chance to live years past both their diagnosis without funding for research and development. So, I challenge you today, to donate to a Breast Cancer research organization, so our loved ones or maybe even you and I would have a better chance of surviving this maniacal disease.

MY "SASSY"

4 years ago my Aunt Pat (whom I called Sassy - and boy was she sassy) passed on to be with Lord Jesus. She was one of those personalities that was larger than life. Sassy always had a word of encouragement, a song (boy, did she have a great set of lungs, I loved to hear her sing), a laugh (one of those deep rooted ones), a smile (you know the kind from ear to ear), a dessert or two and always, always, she indeed had her conversations woven of the finest thread with the LOVE of Christ. Whenever I sat in front of her she always had the wisdom of the ages to relate to me and so I would tuck this wisdom inside my heart for a later date to hopefully one day have the chance to relate to Mason. God had given her many gifts of the Holy Spirit which I can pin point: discernment, mercy, faith, service, exhortation, giving, speaking in tongues and hospitality (if not a gift - certainly a Christian trait).

Here is a Gospel song that we sang together since I was...well, as long as I can remember and until Mason went into Middle School I sang Oh What A Day each and every morning while getting Mason ready for school - so he now knows the song backwards and forwards - just a short song but oh what a powerful one.

What a day that will be, when my Jesus I shall see.

When I look upon His face, the one who saved me by His grace.

And when He takes me by the hand,And leads me thru the promised land.

What a day, Glorious day, that will be.

Sassy was such a huge part of my life. Once when I was 24 we were at church, we were having Revival that week and the Lord spoke to me just as plain as I'm typing this blog - that I was to have a boy and I needed to train him in the ways of the Lord because one day the Lord was going to need him as a warrior for Christ. I can remember looking at Sassy and saying "WOW" you will not believe what the Lord has revealed to me. I did not tell another soul until 2 years later when Mason my son was born.

It was with honor that I spent the last 5 years of her life helping take care of her; doctors appointments, biopsy appointments (receiving initial diagnosis), appointments, surgery, suture cleaning, learning to give shots (eek..when she became diabetic), appointments, drainage bulbs emptied, appointments, chemotherapy, radiation, appointments, blood transfusions, appointments, appointments. I just wish I could have bottled up her passion and enthusiasm for the Lord so I could have given it as a medicinal boost when spirits would get low.
Some of my fondest memories are when she was at her last fight...just us two, laughing till we cried about one crazy thing or the other. I know when my time comes I'll find Sassy waiting down by the river singing, laughing and rejoicing.

Blessings,
Tammy