Last night as I sat on the couch watching TV, I had an overwhelming sensation move through me. At the time I didn't know what it was but I grabbed my cell phone and began searching for a new background for my phone. Then I found it, a lightening storm over the ocean at night. The words that came to my mind is "The storm is coming" a long drawn out smile played upon my soft lips as I focused upon the words.

What does it mean... I chewed upon my lower lip as I pondered, then smiled again.

When we went to the dungeon in Estacada this last weekend, I was informed of a fundraiser on August 29th to raise money for a local woman who was recently diagnosed with lung Cancer. Her family can't afford the treatments, but luckily she is getting the treatment anyhow. One of those, this  treatment happens and we will deal with the financial storm later. When I was told the date of the event I paused and shuddered. It is four days after the 1 year mark of my mother passing away.

I had been working on an idea about a non profit organization that will not only raise money for treatments such as she is currently going through, but also provide the family with things they may need, food, clothing, babysitting, help with housework.. The possibilities are endless. But, I put my thoughts on hold as I have been in mourning for my own mother. I have taken this as my mother's way of kicking me in the ass and telling me to get to it. Don't just say it, do it.

Firestorm is coming.

I contacted the brother, and have already talked to some people about my idea's and so far everyone is on board. I will be reaching out to local bands that I used to have play at our bar, radio stations, local dancers, crafters, tattoo artists.. ~smiles~

This lil girl is on fire, and we will burn so brightly you will have to shield your eyes and take cover, but in the end there will be new life.

Firestorm~Burning Cancer one cell at a time.

In memory of my mother. Margo Elaine Shields Born Jan 16th 1954, Set free from Cancer August 25th 2008.