Cancer is cruel. It has no conscience. My mother, Carrie, is a health nut who never misses a checkup and won’t even eat a piece of fruit if it isn’t organic. She isn’t exactly in the common candidate for Colon Cancer, yet she was diagnosed with Stage IV Colon Cancer in March, 2011. Again, cancer doesn’t follow rules and it doesn’t care who you are.
She has been through a lot, from surgeries and chemotherapy that left her weak and frustrated, to a trip to the ICU in October that nearly took her life. Yet, through it all, she’s remained hopeful and positive, and she looks at the world in such a beautiful, peaceful way. We could all learn a little perspective from this woman. She’s beating the odds.
Each person battling cancer is more than just a cancer patient. My mother is a grandmother to four boys. She is a voracious reader of 19th Century British literature. She can’t live without music. She loves birds and marvels at the wildlife surrounding her New Hampshire home. She lights up a room. She’s the most loving person I know. This woman, my mom, has an uncanny way of touching people. I can’t imagine my life without her.
I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll throw my sneakers on and run 3.2 miles on a cold, New England November day if you donate to this cause. We’ve got to make strides against this life-changing and life-taking disease. Every dollar donated here goes to treatment, detection, and prevention of Colon Cancer. I’d run 100 miles if it could spare one person like my mom from this battle.
Please support my efforts to build hope and beat colon cancer! Thank you in advance for your help. Every little bit helps. Seriously, even $5. Do it for Carrie and all of the people like Carrie out there.
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