We’ve never properly met, but I am constantly in awe of your eloquence and ability to describe the cancer journey in a way that mirrors my thoughts and feelings exactly. Although it was a shitty way to make a friend, I was thankful for your support as I negotiated my way through my own diagnosis in December, fraught with fear of the most intense kind.
I have read every single blog post of yours for information, for empathy, seeking out the familiar in an otherwise lonely place. I am buoyed by your wit and proud of your authentic writer’s voice. Thank you for keeping it so real.
Mostly though, I’m just incredibly happy that you guys have made it through so much adversity and can bask in the achievement that Kona represents for all of you.
While I know you struggle daily with the effects of cancer treatment, it must be a brilliant feeling to be standing atop those lava fields and reflecting on your inner strength. Soak it all up!
Well be cheering Ben on from back home!
Two and a half years ago I wrote a blog post titled “Licking Lava“. I had woken feeling like I had dragged my tongue over the inferno of an active Hawaiian lava field. I sat miserable on my couch. Mouth ulcers had erupted on my tongue, inside my cheeks and in my throat from lifesaving chemotherapy. Unable to eat and struggling to swallow, I daydreamed about our future, wondering if I would still be in the picture.
Today I stood on a lava field two days out from the 2015 Ironman World Championships. Mr Cool made it! Incredibly, we all made it! He is about to achieve his long term dream of competing in Kona. And he did it while working full time, while supporting two young kids and a wife who sometimes feels like half the wife and mother she was pre cancer. He did this with…
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