Written by Carol Abramson Thursday, 21 March 2013
The Cancer Made Me Do It
Angelina Jolie has brought Breast Cancer to the fore front. Oh wait, it already was in the fore front of “cancers”. What I meant to say is that she has brought Double Mastectomy’s to the fore front of Cancer treatments. Oh wait they were already the primary part of treatment for most aggressive Breast Cancers. I guess that is the Catch 22 of Celebrity….It seems she’s been given credit for what thousands and thousands of others have done before her. And I am not even sure she wants any of it.
Hope…What an incredible word. It is what holds us in anticipation, and it is what can spark your individual greatness from within. It is always looking forward at the possibilities, and cannot be held back in the past. You hope for the future, you look back at your past.
Cancer has taught me a lot about hope. Of course there is the obvious things to hope for. I hope I get better, I hope my treatments are not “horrific”, I hope I make it long enough to see my children grow up (that was a big one this second time around), I hope I don’t get sick again, and finally, I hope that I not only get better…but I also hope that I don’t get bogged down by the ramifications of being “afflicted twice”.
Recently, my kids and I were talking about the show “The Biggest Loser”. There was a commercial clip on showing Jillian screaming at one of the contestants. I said, “wow she seems so mean, how can that be motivating.” I was sure my children would agree with me (since they are forever telling me I’m a yeller, and it definitely isn’t motivating for them). But, yet again, my kids surprised me.
Well after I wrote my November 30th blog about Nannette Stueck, I received over 100 public and private comments on potential ways to find her. I listened to several comments and tracked a series of addresses to Maine. I sent off a few letters hoping that at least one of the addresses I got would be hers. But as you see from above, all of my letters were returned …NOT DELIVERABLE AS ADDRESSED. It seemed to be a dead end. I wondered if I was going about this the wrong way…But in the end, odd as this may be, it was her that found me.
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