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The yearly month on Breast Cancer Awareness has come and gone. During this time everyone wears pink, runs for a cure and pledges to beat the disease. We hear all the wonderful stories from those fighting it with treatment and those who have beat. I tip my hat to all ladies and yes, there are a few men who contract the disease. But what of those who weren\u2019t so lucky? What of those who are left to piece together and wonder, why me? Why indeed.<\/span><\/p>\n In the winter of 2009, I reunited with my high school sweetheart after a thirty year separation. She told me she had a mastectomy in May, was through with her chemo and on the tail of radiation. She stressed she was bald. My reply, \u201cAnd?\u201d My response took by surprise. She really did try every trick to warm me of her physical issues. Guys, I can\u2019t stress the word physical <\/i>enough. Sure, when we dated in high school, so many years ago, physical attraction is a plus. But as we age there has to be more to a relationship then just looks. There has to be something deeper; something that keeps drawing us back to that special person; something that can\u2019t be quantified or measured. Something deeper and more important: \u201cunconditional love.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n I thought I knew what the term meant, even though it was a new concept. But nothing prepared me for the most traumatic moment our relationship would endure. <\/span><\/p>\n See, when we reunited I told her, hang on guys, sex wasn\u2019t important. If it happened, fine. If not, that was okay too. The main thing I cared about was spending time with her and her girls. <\/span><\/p>\n For the first six weeks the relationship was everything I\u2019d hoped for. Each Friday, I would drive two and-a-half hours to be with the love of my life for the weekend. There was plenty of kissing and petting but we hadn\u2019t consummated the deal, yet. When that day arrived I would come face-to-face with a make-or-break situation. What, you may ask, could be so important? It was something I never thought about even though she\u2019d mentioned it in the very beginning\u2014mastectomy!<\/span><\/p>\n We went into her bedroom. I moved to turn off the light and she said, \u201cPlease, leave the light on.\u201d For a fraction of a second I thought it an odd request until the word broadsided me\u2014mastectomy! She wanted to see my reaction when she bore her naked chest. She wanted to see if I would be repulsed with the sight. Tears slid down her cheek as we both gently removed her top. It was a make-or-break situation. I looked into her deep brown eyes, placed my left hand on the long scar where her right breast used to be and told her, \u201cDebbie, I love you for who you are, not what you\u2019ve lost.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n That moment defined our relationship for the next four months\u2014unconditional love.<\/span><\/p>\n Guys, I\u2019ll be honest. As a veteran of many surgeries and scars, nothing could prepare me for that moment. We wear scars as a badge of honor. For a woman who\u2019s lost a breast, not the case. It not only affects their physical form, but the mental as well.<\/span><\/p>\n If, and I hope none of you ever have to go through this, it does happen to you, remember one thing, despite them losing a part of their body, their heart and soul is why we fell deeply in love with her.\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Our full story can be found in the publication, http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Loves-True-Second-Chance-reuniting-ebook\/dp\/B004PYDG30\/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1424886727&sr=1-3&keywords=jeff+dawson Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE AR-SA \/* Style Definitions *\/ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:”Table Normal”; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:””; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin-top:0in; mso-para-margin-right:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; mso-para-margin-left:0in; line-height:115%; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:”Calibri”,”sans-serif”; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:”Times New Roman”; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} The yearly month on Breast Cancer Awareness has come and gone. During this time […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1278,345,255,1277],"class_list":["post-6776","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-romance","tag-breast-cancer","tag-dating","tag-relationships","tag-true-love-story"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t
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