This is not about taking a stand in the ongoing battle of Susan G. Komen versus Planned Parenthood.
This is about the overwhelming sadness of a meaning lost.
As an 8-time walker in the 3-Day Walk for the Cure, the conflict leaves me aching. For me, the 3-Day Walk is bigger than money or politics.
It is about…
Challenging yourself to achieve something you never dreamed possible.
Demonstrating your support to your sister, your aunt, your loved ones and all those affected by cancer in the most visible way you know how.
Sharing the experience with others who are hurting, healing and reaching out. Developing friendships from those who extend a hand to become your teammates, who help pick you up when your spirit is lagging and who embrace you when all seems lost.
Providing hope to a pink-wigged crew member thanking a field of walkers as she tells us her cancer has metastasized and you understand she is but one symbol of why you walk 60 miles in 3 days.
Loss when that crew member is no longer there or another person has lost their battle against cancer.
Recognition that this is bigger than all of us. Certainly bigger than money or politics.
Thank you for allowing me to share a small part of my grief. Some will assume I support this side or that, but this post is not about this side or that or placing blame.
It’s about a meaning lost. And that makes me very sad.
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