Babes at the Green Dog

One of my dearest buddies, Amy1 (I am Amy2) started a support group of sorts for us cancer girls. We almost all have the same doctor, almost all have the same cancer, and almost all are cancer free. Except for us Amys. We all get together regularly to share a meal and share our stories, sometimes serious, most times not. Amazing how the joy of laughter can ring out on the darkest day, breaking the grip of fear. Today we met at the Green Dog Cafe on Columbia Parkway and ate brunch and listened to Amy1 tell of her trip to MD Anderson in Texas. She is the reason we all know each other, she has had cancer for a long time, and she is the youngest one of us. We all love her and you can feel the love right back, her quick smile and bright laugh the best medicine for us. We are a company of strong and brave women in a corner of a busy restaurant; who could know what we have all faced and suffered through and still to laugh and talk about our hopes for the future. We share a common path, we are a sorority, Babes. Thank you, Amy1.