Frickin’ cancer. It keeps popping up close enough to me to make me queasy. But there are amazing stories coming out about survivorship. The latest is a FOAF (Friend of a Friend), a woman I went to college with, who’s battling breast cancer again. From an email from our common friend:
She participated in the Relay for Life, which is an all night relay race to celebrate cancer survivorship and promote cancer funding. Her team decided on a military, combat theme and wore camouflaged t-shirts which read, “End the War in My Rack.”
Amazing. Would that I had 1/10th the intestinal fortitude and courage of folks like that.
I wish there were more I could do than pray and throw some bones the way of folks working for cures.
Y’all be well.