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Mar. 25th, 2009 11:06 amWhy do I walk, you ask? Better you should ask for whom do I walk.
I walk for Nora, my ex-husband's grandmother, who lost so much of herself to breast and skin cancer.
I walk for Nancy, the sweetest customer I ever had, who wept in my arms the day she was diagnosed with breast cancer.
I walk for Skippy, one of the bravest, strongest women I know, who's fight with breast cancer I read about daily for a year or more.
I walk for Skippy's co-worker, newly diagnosed.
I walk for Ed, who sat in his rocker and passed quietly into the stars one night, free at last of the tumour on his thyroid.
I walk for Al, Nora's husband, who not only stood by, helpless, while his wife battled cancer time after time, also fought his own fights with it.
I walk for the woman who's name I sadly no longer remember, who wept on my shoulder the day after cancer claimed her husband of 65 years.
I walk for Dell, my ex's other grandfather, who walked himself to the hospital, the day bone cancer claimed his life.
I walk for Grampy, who, like the soldier he was, fought back and lived another 20 years before old age finally overtook him.
I walk to raise money to support the research that will hopefully someday mean that no one will ever have to sit by, helpless, while this disease eats at them or those they love. I walk to raise money to support the programs that provide hospice care and education. I walk because I hate standing by, useless and frustrated, while someone I care about is taken apart by this disease. With a one-in-three ratio, none of us have been untouched by this horror. With those figures, many of us will fight our own battles with it. Please, help me and my team by donating to this cause. Even $5 or $10 dollars helps. Most of us spend more on coffee in a week than that.
Please help us.
My Relay page.
Also, if anyone is interested in joining our team, we'd love to have you! The more of us there are, the more we can raise!
Please pass this on to anyone you think might be interested, as well. The more we can raise, the more can be done to fight back.
I walk for Nora, my ex-husband's grandmother, who lost so much of herself to breast and skin cancer.
I walk for Nancy, the sweetest customer I ever had, who wept in my arms the day she was diagnosed with breast cancer.
I walk for Skippy, one of the bravest, strongest women I know, who's fight with breast cancer I read about daily for a year or more.
I walk for Skippy's co-worker, newly diagnosed.
I walk for Ed, who sat in his rocker and passed quietly into the stars one night, free at last of the tumour on his thyroid.
I walk for Al, Nora's husband, who not only stood by, helpless, while his wife battled cancer time after time, also fought his own fights with it.
I walk for the woman who's name I sadly no longer remember, who wept on my shoulder the day after cancer claimed her husband of 65 years.
I walk for Dell, my ex's other grandfather, who walked himself to the hospital, the day bone cancer claimed his life.
I walk for Grampy, who, like the soldier he was, fought back and lived another 20 years before old age finally overtook him.
I walk to raise money to support the research that will hopefully someday mean that no one will ever have to sit by, helpless, while this disease eats at them or those they love. I walk to raise money to support the programs that provide hospice care and education. I walk because I hate standing by, useless and frustrated, while someone I care about is taken apart by this disease. With a one-in-three ratio, none of us have been untouched by this horror. With those figures, many of us will fight our own battles with it. Please, help me and my team by donating to this cause. Even $5 or $10 dollars helps. Most of us spend more on coffee in a week than that.
Please help us.
My Relay page.
Also, if anyone is interested in joining our team, we'd love to have you! The more of us there are, the more we can raise!
Please pass this on to anyone you think might be interested, as well. The more we can raise, the more can be done to fight back.