I have at least three people pretty directly involved in my life who are dealing with cancer right now, in one way or another. One person has someone in her family who just discovered they have the disease, another will almost certainly lose her husband this fall (I just learned this today), and one little nine-year-old is living on an undetermined amount of borrowed time.
I can relate to people who don't want to take up the fight so directly, because I didn't myself until I was forced to the front line. And maybe that's what it takes for people to start to understand how important it is to fight this off. Maybe you need cancer to knock you on your ass before you fully appreciate how awful it is. But now that I'm in that category and I know what it's like, I really don't think I'm ever going to apologize for encouraging and pushing people to get involved in the fight, even if it's something as painless as a small donation once a year. I can overlook ignorance and denial, since I lived with them myself for so long. But people who are informed, and makes the choice to stay on the sidelines? Seriously: What's the problem? Life or death. You gonna fight, or you gonna watch? This thing ain't gonna cure itself.
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