Beauty is not something that can be defined. Beauty is a feeling of power and confidence. Beauty is strength in the unknown even when circumstances allow you to succumb. Beauty is family and love. Beauty is the fight and the will to survive. Beauty is winning even if you say goodbye. Beauty is the beginning and the end and everything in-between.
Beauty is not just what someone looks like, but who are they are and what they offer forward. It’s a cliche, but it’s true.
This weekend, my family celebrated something wonderful. My Aunt Kristen, who was diagnosed with breast cancer about a year ago, is now cancer free! There are no words that I could string together to properly convey what her and her closest loved ones have had to endure, but I do know that she did it with love, strength, and compassion in her heart and anytime I saw her, she had a smile on her face.
As a family, we tried to offer as much support as possible, which took the form of coming together at this year’s Relay for Life as Kristen B’s Krusaders. Last night was a celebration of Kristen and her brave battle, the end of chemotherapy and radiation, and the prospect of new beginnings.
Happiness and laughter surrounded us. Hope and pride and blessings were our anthem. The love and togetherness was inspired, impermeable, and all-encompassing. It was a beautiful thing that cannot be described, but felt.
Beauty is not often enough explained through acts of love and kindness, strength and hope. Let’s be the force that eradicates this.
Kristen, as your Krusaders, we fight as one. To be a part of your family, well, we are all very lucky. Congratulations, we love you!