…113 Days Until Race Day
Warning…today is a tough one.
Since I’ve started this journey 62 days ago, I have pages of stories from kids and families that have given their permission to run for them and share their story.
Each day when I lace up my shoes, I check to see if there is a story that has some significant tie to the date and if not, then I’ll choose a story from memory.
Since November 5th, when this all started, this story has always been at the forefront of my mind.
I’m looking at her photo right now, knowing what I’m going to type and I’m crying.
Henley’s story is so unfair.
Every childhood cancer story is unfair, but the way that Henley’s details were shared with me illustrates just how cruel childhood cancer is not just for the patient, but the entire family as well.
Precious Henley was diagnosed at 18 MONTHS with Stage 4 Neuroblastoma on August 8, 2010.
She spent MORE THAN DOUBLE the amount of her age, 3.5 YEARS (41 months) battling cancer through 5, yes, F-I-V-E relapses.
We are very lucky here in Houston to have such a renown medical center with some of the best cancer doctors in the world just a drive away. Still, driving ANY distance on a regular basis for treatment gets old, costly and inconvenient.
Henley received treatment in 3 different STATES.
How’s THAT for costly and inconvenient?
Henley earned her Angel’s Wings on July 19, 2013, leaving behind her older brother who was 7 1/2 when she passed.
This part of the story absolutely tears me apart…Henley and her older brother were BEST FRIENDS and he has been lost without her.
Set against Henley’s story, my run and EVERY run I do is so insignificant, but Henley was my running partner today and we flew, kiddo.
It wasn’t an easy workout, and Henley’s story is anything but easy, and that, I guess, is why Henley spoke to me today.
Who will you meet tomorrow?