It is a Fight For Freedom

Today I walked over eight miles to train for 'the' walk next weekend.  I will walk a marathon next Saturday and a half marathon on Sunday.  And, yes, that totals 40 miles.  All summer has been about walking and working out to get ready to do this in Santa Barbara.  The Texas heat wave has made it especially charming to do all this.


I am walking because I hope that I can give someone freedom from cancer--any kind but most specifically breast cancer.  And today, 9-11, seemed like a day to hope for that outcome.


It is about raising money to fight breast cancer.  So many inroads have been made in the last 18 years since my closest friend died--I doubt that she would die if she was diagnosed today.  But, that isn't the reality.


My neighbor found out this year that she has Stage III breast cancer.  She was eight months pregnant when she was diagnosed.  How is that for a shit deal?  She is doing fine, but going through a hell reserved for the courageous who fight.

I am walking for so many people:  Patricia, Jan, Anita, Dixie, Debbie, Pam, Christina, Paula, Cindy, Glenna, Shirley, June, Sadie, Michelle and too many more.


This is my third walk and the first two changed my life.  I hope what I am doing can change the outcome for others.






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