March 7, 2007 at 5:53 AMLife is busy, but I wanted to report on one happy day, a few Sundays ago.
For those of you who remember a blog I wrote a few years back, this picture says it all:
The first year I ran in the LA County Komen Race for the Cure for breast cancer, I did so because I like running, and I thought a 5K for a good cause would be pleasant: a nice run around the Rose Bowl.
The next year it meant more: I was running in memory of my Aunt Beth, who had died very rapidly that year from the disease.
A year later, my friend Susan and another aunt were diagnosed with breast cancer at the same time, right before the annual race. Because Susan is a friend whose life as a mother is much like mine, I felt very aware of her daily struggles. Not only did she have to juggle the parental duties that are difficult enough in perfect health, but she also had to deal with chemotherapy, losing her hair, being too weak to work or drive her children anywhere, being in great pain, looking death in the eye.
Suddenly I saw this 5K differently, as a huge support network for women facing this difficult disease. I knew she had to see it: 10,000 people who came in support of her struggles. This year I sent her an e-mail about the race, and she decided not only to do it, but to sign on as a team. So we all ran as "Team Boo"!
Before the race, Susan and two friends from her support group attended a "Survivors Ceremony," in which many people were able to say they had survived 10 years, and a number had survived 25 years past their initial diagnosis! Inspiring, indeed.
All of us on Team Boo, including the guys, wore pink hats -- yes, Susan gave US hats this year! We happily walked the entire way. We took the whole family, and the kids chased after each other on scooters. At the end, we waited so we could take a big picture.
We all crossed the finish line fashionably late, and we crossed it together.
In support, we have done the Koman walk 3 times now in 2 different cities. It's a wonderful experience. Every year we look forward to being able to do a small but important part in the fight.
I whole heartedly encourage anyone who hasn't had the experience of participating in a Koman event to do it!
thanks for your courage. Maybe we all can look life in the face a bit differently.
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