Unexplored Territory

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Do you fight it?

While I have never been directly affected by the terrible and horrid disease known as cancer, I have been touched by it in a lot of ways.

My aunt had a complete mastectomy because breast cancer runs in her family. Her sister was diagnosed with it, and is a cancer survivor. However, my aunt's mother, her aunts, and her uncle were not quite so lucky. Every one of them passed away from what started out as breast cancer.

My other aunt is the director at a women's total health center in the Windy City. She is a staunt advocate for yearly mammograms after the age of 35, and monthly self-exams.

Christy Thomas died from neuroblastoma, and I still follow her parents' blog to this day.

An online friend of mine is witnessing the decline of a dear friend's three year old son from medullablastoma.

My Dad's and sister's boss recently passed away from what started off as kidney cancer.

So, no matter how much I say I am not "affected" by cancer directly, I have been greatly affected by it.

So I Fight Cancer. And I hope that you do, too. If you would like, you can click on the button on the sidebar to be taken to the American Cancer Society's website.

And if you would like to grab a button for your blog or website, check out the I Fight Cancer buttons. I really hope that you do.

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.