Race for the Cure

Nine years after her cancer treatment, Becky is still running (or trying to, in her case, as she has arthritis) in the Susan G. Coleman race for the cure. This is held every September and though I attended the first couple of them, I still have yet to attend another. I suppose five in the morning is a bit early for me. Still, it's a wonderful race and offers people like myself who have family members and friends who have suffered from cancer (two of them from breast cancer: Sister Sharon and Becky) a chance to support others. My father passed away a couple years back from cancer and it had a profound effect on me. You always think your parents will be there, because... they always have. When one, or both, pass away, it's daunting, euphoric, lonely. this reminds me of something C. S. Lewis said; "I never knew grief felt so much like fear." and although I don't know if I have the quote exactly correct as I'm going by memory, I do recall that book, a grief observed, as being profound. Oh, she got in the LA Times article too.