October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. In honor of breast cancer survivors and the loved ones we’ve lost, Women at Forty will display our special pink logo throughout the month of October.
Forty is the year women are encouraged to get their first mammogram. I’m gearing up for mine, and am curious about other women’s experiences. I’ve heard horror stories about the discomfort and pain involved in getting a mammogram, but I’ve heard far more stories about how having one ultimately saved someone’s life.
Mammograms are about as comfortable as a visit to the gynecologist, but ladies, it’s something we’ve got to do for ourselves and the people who love us. If you’re uninsured, like so many of us are, and worried about the cost of a mammogram, the United Breast Cancer Foundation (UBCF) links women to free or low cost breast screenings and follow-up care at their local hospitals and health centers. To find out where free screenings are in your area, visit the Free Breast Cancer Screening page on the (UBCF) website.
If you’ve got a personal story about getting your own mammogram done, surviving breast cancer or living with loss after a loved one has succumbed to breast cancer, please share your stories with us. You can submit your stories to email@example.com. If you’d like to acknowledge a survivor or lost loved one, please give them a Women at Forty shout in the comment section of this post. We’ll feature your stories and tributes throughout the month.
Today, guest blogger Tricia Amiel speaks candidly about reaching forty. Maybe, a bit too quickly…
Getting close…almost there, the golden age of 40. I’m a single, divorced mom of two boys, and a daughter recently “adopted”, a former student from the high school where I teach. At the moment, I’m consumed by the notion of transition, making decisions, planning for the life I promised myself I’d have at 40…
Somehow, on my 39th birthday this past July, a clock started ticking. I remembered that I had stated some years ago that if I didn’t have my life together by the time I was 40, I would find the nearest bridge… I see 40 as a magic age, when all the mistakes of adulthood thus far have been reckoned with, corrected, accepted, dealt with. But here I am, less than a year away, and life is a muddy puddle of problems, fears, broken relationships.
So I started a mission… Continue reading Running Toward Forty, Maybe Too Fast and Too Hard
Today I’m excited to feature Women at Forty’s first ever guest post by fellow blogger and freelance writer, Rachel Dachel. Rachel’s a friend of Women at Forty and creator of the blog Rachel-y Motivated Incidents. She’s got something to say about being almost forty and dating in the digital era. Any of this sound familiar?
Technology is an amazing thing. It is common these days to log on and pay bills, complete research and even shop online. Shopping is especially popular and many websites allow you to custom order goods to your own exact specifications, contributing to our society’s demand for instant gratification. The internet is becoming an increasingly popular method for people to meet socially as well. From MySpace to Facebook and Match.com to Yahoo Personals, people are logging on and surfing in record numbers to find like-minded people with whom to connect and hopefully forge some sort of relationship. Continue reading eHarmony vs. Old School: Digital Dating and the Analog Introduction
The Women at Forty Project is only a couple of weeks old and women are already sharing their thoughts on what forty means to them. We’re compiling all your stories and will feature your contributions, in their entirety, over the next several weeks. Here’s a sneak peek at what some of you are saying… Continue reading Women are talking…
I remember when correcting mistakes wasn’t as easy as tapping a couple of keys on a keyboard. Today, hitting the backspace or delete key can save the day by pulling you over before you shoot off that irate email you’ll regret later, create a seemingly flawless page of text and undo that thing you just did that’s the exact opposite of what you meant to do.
If you’re a member of the Women at Forty club, then you remember correcting tape (vaguely?), white out and trashcans full of crumpled paper. You remember a time when you’d have to think things over a hundred times before committing them to paper once. As a rule, we spent more time developing and preparing everything prior to putting it out there because it was hard to correct our mistakes and harder still to live with them once they’d been made. Continue reading Backspace. Delete. Do-over