Race For The Cure

What better way to pull oneself up, then to help others? My daughter pointed out to me that autumn is a tough season for me. I remember Mom. She died in October. So, I'm going to do something about it. I've signed up to run in the Komen Houston Race For The Cure, a 5K run to fund research, education, screening and treatment for breast cancer. The run is October 6th. I'm going to run in the competitive, chip-timed division. Why not? All this training for the January half marathon must be doing me some good.

If you want to contribute to this worthy cause, here's the link to my page.

http://www.komen-houston.org/site/TR?pg=personal&fr_id=1020&px=1305136

Just cut and paste.

There's a great picture of my mom there.

I sent out emails to some family and friends. My dad came through first thing. It really touched me. And she touched so many people. And still does, to this day. I like to think that each patient I care for gets a little bit of me...not too much, because I can't give all of me away. But I want to care for them like I'd want Mom to be cared for, not so much medically, but humanly.

About every 6 months or so I ask myself, "Why do I do this?" Why Oncology? I think I simply must. That's all, I simply must. For her and for them. And ultimately, for me.