The death arrived last night. My head spun with mixed emotions. Sadness. Worry. Relief. Guilt from the relief. Back to sad. Back to fret. My last surviving is Kevlar no more. In the flurry of texts and emails and phone calls that followed one email stopped me short. While this has nothing to do with my personal loss it has everything to do with life:
Hello Just ‘Cause –
Yes, the fundraising is important and very much appreciated by the Healing Garden and the Gillette Center. But it’s not all about the money, is it?
It’s about doing something – whatever we can – to help the ones that we know and love (and the ones that we don’t even know) that are struggling with cancer and those whose bodies may have passed away but whose spirits live on.
It’s about fighting the helplessness, the frustration and the anger that this damn disease brings.
It’s about extending ourselves, really working on behalf of friends and loved ones. It’s about putting our hearts and minds (and feet!) into helping any way we can.
It’s about using the fundraising as an opportunity to tell those that we reach out to about the Healing Garden and Gillette Center and the good work that they do. Spread the word!
It’s about the volunteers and our loved ones that really are with us every step of the way.
And it’s about the walk – the spending hours together walking and talking and building our lives together. It’s about reaching out and stepping up (literally!).
I don’t know why this stabbed my mind and shocked the heart. But, it got me thinking about life again. And the will to believe.