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Wondered about the little red heart (or is it pink) and wondered enough to look it up... thank you Google for your wisdom yet again... as I understand... it is for breast cancer research week... but this is really not a real thing... and yet... October as it is... is breast cancer awareness month... but as for a research week... there really is no such thing... and yet... this little heart has a life of its own... a life to which people... but more to the point... women, feel the courage to come together yet again in the name of women... we girls feel a bit short sided... perhaps cheated in the grand scheme of things...  you see, it's our lot in life... is not a lot... but it's a life... thank you a bugs life (movie fav... seen more than once)... but it is our life... what we know... we nuture, we care, we love, we even hate, we cherish, we relish, we mark time by a clock that only we understand... we girls understand the context of the game at a very early age... some see with the eye of a tiger... some with that of a lamb... some see clearly... others never see clearly but rather half full... and yet... we find our permission... our way... and so we see a red (pink) heart and we jump on the wagon... whether we know because or we know because... we have watched the news or studied the same and yet we know... that on a larger scale it is only others to whom we share a common female thread that is causing us to post and state our belief... to be brave... to take a stand... for once for better or for worse... because we know that ultimately it is a cause about and for and only about women... and our hearts enlarge with love for a sisterhood that even in our ignorance we know... and it is only and because of this.. it is who we are....

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