Big or small, her eyes lit up with each catch. In her darkest time, her biggest battle was being fought. Each fish gave her simple joy, as she battled cancer. Fishing was her time think about anything except treatments, medicine, or her chances of survival.
Fishing means a lot of different things to each of us. To her, it was the escape that led to the escape of a disease she bravely fought each day. Each cast was another chance to win.
Her passion of fishing burns inside of me everyday. Call it an addiction, or what have you, but I like to call it honor. Mom’s last words to me were, “Always make sure your boat matches your truck.” Yes M’am.
Mom never seen me win big, or my son catching his first fish.
So, next time you hit the water, relish that moment, enjoy your time to escape, and don’t take it too seriously. Support Breast Cancer awareness. You never know, you just might help someone win.
By: Jason Baggett
Talks
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