A
Message from our Trail Boss
In
2006, I was diagnosed with and treated for breast cancer.
It was not one of the finer years in my life ... and it has most certainly
been a life-altering experience.
I don't want to be a cancer survivor. It sounds like I escaped from Auschwitz!
There has to be a better word than "survivor". Cancer "victor"?
Thanks to the grace of God and some phenomenal medical personnel, I am
still here. I'm not "cured" though because (so far) there is
no cure, so I guess I can't be a victor.
I'd like to change that.
What if I call myself a cancer "warrior"?
I want a battle cry, and I want to yell it every morning when we set
out on the trail.
I don't enjoy feeling like that old time cartoon character, Joe Btfsplk,
in the Li'l Abner comic series -- the little guy with the perpetual black
cloud over his head.
When my shoulder hurt for a while, I ran to the doctor to be sure the
cancer wasn't back. A pain in my hip? Off I went again.
That happens to many "survivors" ... because breast cancer
can be so sly, and we've lost too many of our sisters to it.
I loathe the little black cloud.
If they must face breast cancer, I want my daughters-in-law and my grand
daughters to be able to fight it, beat it and never know the cloud.
That is why our wagon will roll. Please join us.
Sincerely
jane Hurl
PS ... Somebody once said,
"The future you see is the future you get."
Okay ... then let's see a future without breast cancer!

We hope you’ll ride with us, starting Sept 11th.
All funds raised by Wild Pink Yonder
in Manitoba will stay in Manitoba
and be used for breast cancer research
as directed by CancerCare Manitoba!

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