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May 16th, 2005


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11:11 am - Only I could think so hard about something admirable that it becomes tarnished
So on Saturday, I walked in the "Race for the Cure" for breast cancer.

I did this for many reasons:

1) I've been meaning to do a race like this for a long time.

2) My Grove was doing it, and it never hurts to have other people doing it as well. It makes sure I do it.

3) It's a damn good cause, and it affects a lot of women.

4) It also affects men, but that's rarely talked about.

5) I like boobies.

Yeah, I'd be lying if I didn't mention that last one.

When I finished, though, I found out something I'd never known: my Grandmother is a survivor.

My mom told me about this, and I also found out that my mom is on preventative medicine to keep her from getting it. I didn't know any of this.

It was sudden and strange, but when I found that out, I wasn't sure if it devalued or increased the value of my walk.

On the one hand, I was walking this with the idea that I was doing it simply to do a good turn for others who had lost their lives and for the millions who still might, but then I realized that, had I known that my Grandmother had been a survivor, I would be walking for her.

On the other hand, I was there and didn't know that she had survived, so I was pretty much there just for me, because I felt it was important, and because I knew that one doesn't need to have a family that's been affected by cancer to walk.

It bothers me that I'm not sure exactly how I feel about it.
Current Mood: uncomfortableunsure
Current Music: "The Handiest Frenchman in the Caribbean", -JB

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From:triskele
Date:May 16th, 2005 05:19 pm (UTC)
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Or, everything is after the fact. It's all already happened, and you're just waiting to hear about it.

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