I never thought I’d be here. Like you, I was handed terrible news I didn’t want to hear. I was initiated into a private club I never asked to join. Breast cancer wasn’t in life’s playbook for me—and yet here I am, two years post-diagnosis, after multiple surgeries including a double mastectomy, learning every day what survivorship means.

This space isn’t about pretending it’s easy. It’s about telling the truth: the shock of diagnosis, the hard days of treatment and surgery, the quiet fears that linger—and the unexpected courage, joy, and connection that rise up too.

Pink Bows Bloom is where we can talk about all of it—the bad days and the next steps, the tears and the cheers. It’s a place where if you feel alone, you’re not.

None of us asked to join this members-only pink club, but here we are. Remember—you are not alone. Together we face the hard days with courage, and we unite to celebrate the joy that keeps us moving forward.