I started this blog when a close friend of mine died of cancer and the only way I could deal with the grief was to write.
Which is why I write tonight. I was privileged to receive Elizabeth Edwards (and her then-spouse) in my living room during a campaign tour of NH in 2002. She immediately impressed me as an energetic force that cared passionately about making the world a better place.
She was diagnosed with breast cancer not long after I finished my treatment and I ached for her. Knowing that she had put off her exam too long, knowing that you don't go thru the treatment she did unless you were at least Stage 3.
When her cancer came back, my heart sank, knowing her days were numbered.
When her husband turned out to be America's biggest sleazeball, my heart sank further. Knowing only too well the impact that breast cancer has on your psyche, your ego, your sexuality and your self-image. I can't imagine what she was going through.
When I watched the slide show, I was struck by how absolutely honest her quote was.
The days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered," Edwards wrote on her Facebook page on Monday. "We know that. And yes, there are certainly times when we aren't able to muster as much strength and patience as we would like. It's called being human. But I have found that in the simple act of living with hope, and in the daily effort to have a positive impact in the world, the days I do have are made all the more meaningful and precious. And for that I am grateful.
"The days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered. We know that. And yes, thre are certainly times when we aren't able to muster a smuch strength and patience as we would like. It's called being human. But I have found that in the simple act of living with hope, and in the daily effort to have a positive impact in the world, the days I do have are made all the more measningful and precioius. And for that I am grateful "
Elizabeth, we were grateful to have you in our lives.
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