No, I don’t have it (hopefully), but I am a realist.
I don’t know about you, but the likelihood of me (or you) getting “the C-word” is enough to make me want to do something about it.
Eventually, we’re all gonna die of something, so why bother, right?
I’ll tell you why… its because there are more glamorous ways to check out. Parachutes that don’t open. Falling debris from space. Spontaneous combustion. Old age.
So why would anyone want to go through the agony that is cancer? Especially when you consider it’s one of those things we can actually do something about.
I’ve watched clients (and their families) suffer through it.
I have family members and friends whe were fortunate enough to survive the grueling treatment.
Chemotherapy is no way to live.
For the last couple of years, I’ve been working with a local cancer support group to get the word out that an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.
But sometimes, prevention’s not enough. We need the cure.
At risk of sounding like a pathetic Sally Struthers begging for “the cost of a cup of coffee a day”, I’m going to ask you, my legions of adoring fans around the world, to join me by starting this new year by doing something – right now – to help fight cancer.
If you can only give a few bucks towards cancer research, please do it. If your name happens to start with a “B” and end with an “ill Gates”, feel free to drop a couple million.
It all adds up.
Even if you’re completely broke, send a link to this post to everyone you know. Chances are, they can find a few coins under the cushions of their sofa.
The point is, whatever you can do does make a difference.
Cancer research is a numbers game. The more people (and dollars) that get involved, the faster we win the war.
In case you don’t know who or where you can help, maybe the following links will guide you:
Allan Boshell watched his wife die of pancreatic cancer and he’s doing something about it.
Alwyn Cosgrove was diagnosed TWICE – he did something about it, too.