I am writ­ing this post to wish a good friend “good luck” as she tack­les surgery for her recently found breast can­cer. God, what awful words to hear “breast can­cer”. All women know it is out there. All of us know we stand a chance of hear­ing those very words. All of us breath a sigh of relief at our annual mam­mo­grams when the words come back “all clear”. She didn’t. And yet she has borne the news with the strength and wis­dom I have seen in her since I met her. I have felt, from the begin­ning, so blessed and for­tu­nate when daugh­ter Chels met, than mar­ried her love, Matt. What none of us real­ized was that we were get­ting a whole won­der­ful fam­ily in the bar­gin. How lucky can one fam­ily get?!  Leslee is Matt’s mom and the say­ing “Some peo­ple come into our lives and quickly go…others leave foot­prints and we are never the same” cer­tainly applies to her. She and Phil have adopted all of my kids and treat  them as their own. We are wel­comed at every oppor­tu­nity and they are there thru good times and bad. So this is our time to repay that. We are here. We will be here. Lean on us. We can­not know your inner tur­moil and strug­gle but we will be there. This may be a phys­i­cal bat­tle you have to face alone but it is an emo­tional bat­tle in which all of us have picked up the gaunt­let and are pre­pared to fight by your side. Good luck, good luck, good luck. Take care friend.