When my daughter was in third grade I was the class mom. I met a little girl who’s name was Danielle. Fast forward to now. I’m 53 she’s 30. We’ve remained friends and she’s been to forest and I’ve always wanted to go. It was a honor for her to bring me.. Ticket got. Then I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I had surgery in March, radiation May and June and one week after the radiation was over. We were on our way. I was a natural 32HH and always wanted to wear nipple pasties… After surgery… 32DDD so…. I bought them. I debuted my newbies and never felt freeer. I went to the ADA they gave me a special band which afforded me an easy entry. Porta potties and a lifted stage with seats so I could sit and see. That was very helpful because I was and am still tired. My friend, who has a little one… We shared some tears because I understood her pain of missing her babe. We shared some tears because of my pain and release of the cancer crap, my dog dying the same day as my first surgery and then my sweet ol dad decided he was ready to visit God three days later. I cried a lot. But laughed so much. We stayed in Lucky Lake and that was beautiful. Oh. Just so magical and awesome. If I could live in the forest… I would. I understand why people say, this is home 🫶
