Year three, hard to believe. It has been a challenging year to say the least. While the world has found themselves adjusting to a worldwide pandemic, I have found a personal familiarity and quite in isolation and quarantine life. I listen and watch all the stories of people complain about the horrors of isolation when I remember it like it was yesterday. I know being seperated from loved ones is difficult. I know worrying about unknowns is daunting. I know putting off celebrations can be upsetting. But where as all of this is new for most of the world, none of it is new for a family with a child going through Cancer.
I don't minimize anyone's story. Their sadness or grief. Their loss or their personal pain. I try to remember what I can do during this time to be positive and supportive. I did my part. I stayed at home. I took care of myself so I didn't burden the healthcare system that was so good to Daniel and our family when we needed them most. I stayed in contact with my healthcare providing friends when I knew they needed extra love and nurturing and sustanance. I provided them with reassurance. I did my part. We all are tired and feel depleted.
I was mostly concerned for our families in treatment and those yet to be diagnosed, waiting to hear those fated words "your child has Cancer" like we did almost 7 years ago. Those that may have avoided going to the Doctor because of Covid19 only to wait too long and not get the diagnoses soon enough. I spent so much time worrying about those unable to get regular treatmnt just to stay away and be what they were told was safer. Those who hade to stay even more isolated from family when that is all that is important in final days that takes them away. This was the combined burden of this year. It certainly was a hard one. Harder than a usual one for a typical Cancer family. We need human contact and that is what Covid robbed us of.
Last year wasn't our typical ride but I managed to pull something together (thank you Gruenwalds). This year, I one upped the game and decided to do my own version of isolation. If you know me I like to get a LITTLE OVER INVOLVED. I am team WHEELS all the way. So I decided to just pick up and move to the training field so I have no excuses. That's right. I moved onto the actual course. I am up here and dedicated to better myself and lessen my complaing factor this year. NO SAGGING IT (Unless I really need too). I am upping my physical abilities and staying safe as I hike and ride my way to a stronger mental and physical me. Never forgetting why I ride.
I ride to raise money specifically for CCBD that forwards research so that we can find better treatments and possibly even a cure for Childhood Cancers like my son's that could have taken his life. Also the money raised goes towards funding the Wellness program that I believe was instrumental in saving his life. If it wasn't for the assistance of this program that helped his mental well being I don't know if he would have had the attitute to survive. For this I am grateful.
I have come to know members of The Wheels Team and CCBD as my family, that have gotten me through more climbs in life than I can imagine and for this I am grateful. If you can't ride with me ( I really wish you would) then please show your support to help support my ride.
What a ride it has been so far.