only way I knew how to deal with my dadís second cancer diagnosis
was to hold on tight and run. Like a marathon, I put one foot in front
of the other, focusing solely on the moment, because looking ahead can
be too scary and completely overwhelming. On such a long journey, you
quickly learn to savor the good moments, celebrate the small victories
and save your strength for the times when things get
they do get rough.
for a marathon, like life itself, involves intense commitment,
sacrifice and more than a little bit of pain. During my very long runs
I would let my imagination run wild (or was it delirium?) and could
envision my family cheering me on- supporting me when I needed it
most. I would imagine the hugs at the finish line and could see the
photo of the four of us in my head. What a hard fought, hard earned,
celebration with the people I love most.
both journeys I was blessed to have many hands to hold along the way.
During the recent moments of fear and anger surrounding my dadís
newest cancer, I again used imagination and let myself be held up by
my new teammates and so many old, dear friends. Like the marathon, the
finish line was sweet. The surgery appears to have been successful and
the celebration was well earned and savored immensely.
Each ending is a new beginning, and just because we have already
accomplished amazing things, the fight is still ongoing. There are so
many milestones to achieve and finish lines to cross.
5 minutes, someone is diagnosed with a blood-related cancer. That
ringing phone is the scariest sound in the world. The resounding word
of the conversation is c-a-n-c-e-r
and is leaves a crater in your heart and a lump in you throat.
the journey continuesÖ
I begin my second marathon training program with Team
in Training I am aware of the changes. First, I have been selected
as a mentor to the programís new participants, allowing me to share
my remarkable respect for this brilliant organization. Second, no
longer am I naÔve to the pains and struggles of an intense 5 month
running program. I begin these 18 weeks aware of how long 4 hours of
really is and the level of dedication it will take to
I began fundraising last May for the New
York Marathon, I turned to my family and friends to celebrate the one
year anniversary of my dadís first diagnosis and, then hopeful,
remission. In the past 2 months, my world was shaken and I realized
that I was blindly holding on to the faith that all was well and he
was untouchable. I was wrong, and now am running so that no one else
gets that heart breaking phone call I received on the evening of
will line up at the start of the Suzuki
Rock and Roll Marathon to run another 26.2 miles exactly five
months from the day that I received the awful news of my father's
second diagnosis. I will run in celebration, fear, joy and pain,
because the marathon is a microcosm of life and of life with cancer.
The journey is long, scary and often beautiful. Sometimes you need
your hand held, sometimes you have to be the pillar of hope and always
, you draw strength from the people you love.
I will need an amazing amount of help to make it to
and I hope that you are again willing to be so generous.
addition to my commitment as a marathoner and
, I have accepted the challenge of raising
$3,000 by March 22. I know that many of you supported me as I achieved
my goal of raising $1,200 for the New York City Marathon. I thank you
for your kind donations and hope you are
able to give again. Because more than 75% of each donation goes directly
into research and patient support, you can relish the fact that you
too are helping save lives and stop cancer.
|Please realize that anything
helps. As I have learned over the past two years, sometimes
just the power of encouraging words makes all the difference.
Below is a link to make an online donation,
if youíd prefer to make a donation via check, send me an e-mail at
email@example.com and Iíd be happy to give you all
the info youíll need.
you in advance for your commitment to put a stop to cancer and for
supporting me on this incredible journey. May 2004 be
full of joy and hope to us all.
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