Fighting Through the Funk

Cancer is Everywhere

First off, fuck cancer. Candice Coleman worked for TV News in Orlando and she did a piece on me for a charity bowling tournament when my son was a toddler. I got to know her pretty well and when she was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, we leaned on each other online. Chemo, hair loss, the effects on our kids/families...we shared our experiences and it helped me.

And now she's gone.

This cruel disease, unflinching as it destroys lives, continues to be part of my life. While I am eternally grateful simply to be alive, it sure sucks to see people I like still suffering. Tomorrow isn't promised to any of us. For some reason, losing Candice really hit me hard. I think of her son, Logan, who knew how much he meant to his mom. I think of all the people who got to "know" her through her career in the media. Unavoidably, my mind goes to a place where I find myself pondering what would/will happen when and if I succumb to this awful disease.

I have to share something with you.