Cheerleaders coming out of the woodwork…

I am a cheerleader. Seriously, I was in my young life all through high school. I was raised in a very small town, with very conservative parents who were strict about a social life. With that said, being able to partake in a sport with a short skirt and after school practices, games on the road and obligations for home games, it was a life changing experience.

Now I was NOT a pom pom girl. Back in the day they had cheer squads and then the dancing pom pom girls. Now they incorporate them into one team. I don’t know if I would have made that squad. I have no rhythm. Which makes me a very interesting Zumba instructor for sure. Being a cheerleader in school was one of my favorite things. The workouts, the creativity, the friendships that have carried over into today.

I believe that being a cheerleader in school has seeped into my personality. Never mind the fact that I also have B+ blood type!! 😉 I have somehow become the cheerleader for my friends and loved ones. In fact, I work very hard at being the cheerleader for others. I firmly believe there is something to cheer on in all of the people we come in contact with. ALWAYS! Some may refer to this as encouragement, or support, or reassurance. I think it is cheerleading them.

With that said, I have always been the supporter not the supported. (okay the hubby supports me but he is legally required too) I do not seek support. I do not know how to ask for support. I give the support (cheerleading)

Suddenly, as people are discovering my current revenge on my body I am having cheerleaders show up in my online feeds. People who are saying things like “cancer has no idea whats in store” “if this shitty thing had to happen to you it couldn’t have happened to a stronger person” “you are a warrior”  “do you even know what an inspiration you are” and very wonderful cheering  support.

I am not quite sure how to take all the cheerleading. I think the support and confidence in my strength is amazing. But I am just a girl, well a woman, doing what thousands and thousands of other women have done and are doing too. Fighting for the life they want live. Seeking revenge on their bodies that are infiltrated with cancer.

I am just me, doing what I can to get through with dignity, humor and positive thoughts (remember it’s in my blood) I am just a girl who is learning to cheer herself on.

Check out my YouTube page Cancercize with Renee B. Subscribe. Share with friends who may want to have a virtual cheerleader. ❤

You are stronger!

7 comments

  1. ladieswholunchreviews · March 13, 2016

    It’s hard to ask for help, isn’t it? I’m usually the caretaker so no one generally asks what I need…I’m trying to learn to ask myself…big hugs!!

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    • breidengale · March 14, 2016

      it really is hard to ask for help! Especially if you have been the helper all your life. My husband was so tired and found out it was 24 hour care for the first two weeks after surgery. None of us were prepared for how taxing it would be on the loved one being the caregiver. And quite honestly men struggle at it more than women so even harder for him. We have moved far away from all family and don’t want to ask too many things from fairly new friendships. And quite honestly I don’t always know what I am going to need until the moment arrives. It is a tricky place to be for sure. THANKS FOR THE BIG HUGS!! Hugging is my favorite!

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      • ladieswholunchreviews · March 14, 2016

        I know what you mean, especially for yourself. My hubby is a love but he falls apart when something happens to me and can barely function. I think your friends wouldn’t mind being asked. We do it for each other with even neighbors. You need to ask, even a little, I think. Also American cancer society has volunteers who will help if there’s a branch near you. I know they will drive to appointments and clean your house at no charge.

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      • breidengale · March 15, 2016

        I could use help with the housework… thank you for the suggestion.

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      • ladieswholunchreviews · March 15, 2016

        I hope that works out. I know they suggested it when my mom had breast cancer. I’m in the Chicago area. Are you anywhere close to me, cause I’d help out in a heartbeat.

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      • breidengale · March 16, 2016

        no where close to you at all!!! WA state.. that is an amazing offer of help!! thank you

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      • ladieswholunchreviews · March 16, 2016

        I’m sorry we’re not closer physically. I feel certain if you ask for help someone will respond. You have a real need and I think people generally like to help. I hope you’ll stay in touch! If I can do anything, even just listen, I’d love to

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