Just so happens, in the last year or so, Mark has been running in my honor. You can't believe how happy I was when he first approached me about making me his Honoree. It was like winning the lottery...I had never been honored by anyone for anything.Recently, Mark ran a marathon in Dublin, Ireland and I was one of his honorees. It was such an "honor" and I was touched by the effort. Mark has raised quite a lot of money for the LLS in search for a cure. For that I am eternally grateful.
At the event, Mark presented me with a gold medal and introduced me to several cancer survivors and their families. It was such a surreal moment. We shared our stories, and drew strength from each other's experiences. It was cathartic, but in the end, I walked away in tears listening to a mother's story about her beautiful daughter, McKenna, who suffered so much only to lose her life to RSV (respiratory failure).I have to tell you, I did not sleep well that night and for the next couple of nights. Each time I closed my eyes, I saw the images of these poor kids whose lives were cut short. But in all my images, these beautiful souls were smiling as if to tell me that they are in a better place now.
Now I know some of you may have your doubts about the existence of God, Heaven, and Hell, but I am a believer and I must say that if it were not for prayers, I would not be alive today.
I guess we take so much for granted in life, but when I hear stories about young lives being truncated, my heart breaks in half. I start to question why I was spared and they were not. I may have survived cancer, but the guilt is something I guess I will have to work hard to get over!