October Running 2; An homage to those who have passed on or survived breast cancer

That call, text you never want to get. The one where someone you love shares news about a recent diagnosis.This past Saturday was that day. The text read; Very sad news tonight; Bev was diagnosed with breast cancer, crying emoji. My heart sank, Wow. Maybe this was why I have felt so compelled to run this year. I sat and stared at it for a bit. How to respond? Grandma Newstrand, Aunt Carol and now Aunt Bev. Just Wow. 

Grandma Newstrand was the first of my loved ones diagnosed. Then Aunt Carol and now Aunt Bev. When does it end? Does it stop? We have gotten better at managing it, talking about it, educating ourselves, others, supporting, some survive, others do not. Just Wow. 

Not much to say. Aunt Carol was a beautiful soul. A pastor’s wife, grandmother, wife, sister and mom. She loved to play the piano, read, sing, cook and laugh. Always a smile, always a laugh. My mom’s best friend. She passed on. Left Uncle Glen devastated, he followed a couple years later, heart broken, unable to carry on. 

Now Aunt Bev. A retired hospice nurse, symphonic violinist, gardner, grandmother, mom, sister. My mom’s best friend. Beautiful soul, wise, loved. I love you auntie, don’t really know what to say…. 

Running to honor you, standing on your shoulders, you are a part of me, my story.. You are loved, so thankful for your stories, your laughter and your love. Recently my niece was sick, auntie called with words of wisdom on how to care for her. So concerned, so full of compassion and care. 

If you have a story I would love to hear it. Share with me here or email me at marietta.luckman@gmail.com. Here is the link to the 35 mile walk I am doing. https://www.facebook.com/donate/4042621132431443/  You can join me by walking/running with me or by donating or just remembering, honoring those you know who have survived or passed on. Making a difference one mile at a time! 

This is my way, as I run I will be remembering, honoring, writing about the family, friends who have passed on or survived this beast, cancer, the stories, lives that have shaped me. Standing on their shoulders, hoping to honor them. Somehow this year it seems more important than ever…. Love to all! You are beautiful, we are blessed you are here. You matter, love to all.