somuchmore

When we are young we talk about things we are going to do one day.  Everyone has dreams.  I was going to have a candy store, just like Willy Wonka.  I was going to be an ice cream sampler, or tester.  I was going to make people laugh.  I must be very hard headed, but it wasn’t until my third cancer, breast cancer, that I finally got it into my thick head that I better get working on one of my dreams.

With a bilateral mastectomy, and my choice to not reconstruct, my daughters pointed out that if I were to date again, I would definitely need a butt and thigh man.  And a shirt was born.  “LOOKING FOR AN ASSMAN”  And a new business was born.  I found a good friend who lent her expertise to building our company website, somuchmoreonline.com.  An enormous project in my eyes, but very “do-able” in her eyes.

And the phrases just kept coming… My two rather well endowed daughters frequently would ask me why boys don’t know that they can see their eyes move up and down from eyes to chest as they try to hold a conversation.  This inspired:  “I lost both breasts but men look me in the eye now.”

My daughters and I are forever trying clothes on and asking the age old question: “Does this make me look fat?”  Which inspired my favorite:  “Does this shirt make my boobs look small?”

And then… our #1 seller:  “Of course they’re fake.  The real ones tried to kill me!”

The name of our company, somuchmore came from my telling an acquaintance that I had lost both breasts to cancer.  They were completely shocked, and honestly, more upset than I was about it.  I simply pointed out that “it was all right” and that “I am somuchmore than a breast.”  Aren’t we all.

I am participating in a campaign for Bucks2Blog for an ecommerce solution company and was compensated.  However, the views and opinions are my own.