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I said I wasnt..but

I believe almost every member of my family has the giving bug that was gleefully transmitted by my grandma, Alice Gillison. Though only Goochland Christmas for one year in the early 80s, she continued to do the organizing and giving right up until 19 days before she died. She was better than Oprah with “every child gets a gift” campaign.

No matter how poor we were (and we were close to dirt), she believed that giving was living.

I first picked it up on a small scale in memory of her . Then again, because I wanted to adopt a little boy for Christmas after my beloved grandson, Emmanuel slipped away to heaven. My husband and I blessed a little boy with “Manny’s” share last week.

The collections get larger every year. For the past 5 years, I have said each year that I wasn’t going to do anymore. Each year, I Iie to myself.This year, I tackled doing this for two organizations. I have decided that I am nuts, but I love it. Lol.

Thanks for the “Gift” Grandma.

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I Love Her And You

Though this is the last day of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, the fight for “Pink To Just Be A Color & Not A Diagnosis ” continues. As exhausting as this month has been running everywhere being #rudeaboutboobs, having women along the way promise to get that overdue #smashagrams has been worth it. Even had a lady almost 20 years overdue with a high family history, bite the bullet and be overjoyed that fear turned into a clean report. This month was about You, Your Loved Ones and keeping alive the ones who hold the family together. Today’s Pink is dedicated to Me. Not ego tripping. Just loving on the girl I almost lost and the Warrior she has become.

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