Stand Up To Cancer

I was doing a pretty decent job just pretending I don’t have cancer. (Easiest way for me to deal with it at the current moment.) But the “Stand Up to Cancer” during the All-Star game last night got me. I always thought it was a great thing they do and seeing everyone (fans, players, coaches, umps, broadcasters…) take time to pause the game and hold up signs where they wrote who they were standing up for was always touching, and I know that not everyone’s “name” was someone who had died (though obviously some were), but it was never supposed to be MY name on one of those signs. (Rest assured… my name was on NO signs since I don’t believe I knew anyone at the game.) It does make it hit home, though, that there isn’t anyone it seems who manages to escape knowing someone whose life is affected by cancer. Just seeing the number of people in the cancer ward at the hospital drives home just how many people there are who are fighting this in some form. Still, wasn’t supposed to be me (which I suppose is what everyone in that ward and everyone whose name was on a sign at the All-Star game thought too).