A long-time friend’s kid – about the same age as my youngest – got diagnosed with cancer this week. It’s a type and a prognosis where the kid’s likely to live, but it’s going to be a tough 18 months or so for the family.
This type of stuff ought not happen.
There’s not much I can do about it – they’re across the country. So, I’ll pray, and stick a couple of bucks in the Dana Farber can when they pass it around the movie theatre.
Fsck.
There are not many things that can wrench me from sleep in a cold sweat, and not much that can flap me. Generally, I can rationalize and relax as soon as I’m sure that nobody’s in immediate danger. But the thought that something like this could happen to one of MY kids – stops me cold.
Now that I’ve brought everybody down, I had a good run today. Jamestown, 4+ miles, went and got wet in the North Atlantic at the end. The ocean was painfully cold.With the arrival of spring, the fog’s back in Newport. It’s tough to comprehend exactly how much of an elemental force the fog can be, but the combination we’ve got now with extremely cold water and warm, humid air – watching the fog roll up and down the bay is incredible. It’s like a living organism, changing from minute to minute.
It was good to strap on the sneaks and iPod and just not think for a while. To feel the water suck the warmth out of my legs at the end of the day.
Have you seen The Pursuit of Happyness? The boy’s name is Christopher. Not only is the movie really hard to watch because of what this guy goes through to build a life for he and his son, but it was particularly gut-wrenching that his boy and mine share first names. Any time threatens your little ones (or even puts the thought into your head), it’s really hard to take.