Light the Night, DC 2012

This weekend I participated in the DC Light the Night Walk, for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. I did it with a friend from my First Descents trip who is a Lymphoma survivor. Here’s a picture – I’m the one toward the middle of the photo looking up at the blurry white balloon, with a glow-stick necklace and green scarf.

I enjoyed being at an event supporting awareness and research for a cancer other than breast cancer, especially during breast cancer awareness month. I don’t want to start a rant about “Pinkwashing“, because so many others have already done it for me and I’m trying this new zen thing where I don’t dwell on things that stress me out, but suffice it to say that I’ve seen some really stupid BCA partnerships (Kentucky Fried Chicken?) and events (e.g. Boozin’ for Boobs, which raises awareness through, you guessed it, getting good and drunk on a substance that’s been proven to raise your risk of breast cancer).

Back on topic, at the walk there was a young woman, probably around my age, who was clearly in the middle of treatment. She was wearing a hat to cover her bald head and she was wide-eyed and kind of terrified-looking. I obviously don’t know what’s going through her head but it brought me back to my own journey and how it felt to be in the middle of treatment – like everyone was looking at you and thinking “poor girl”. It’s crazy how far I’ve come from being that person. At the walk, we were just having fun. We ate cotton candy, made buttons, played kid games, and talked to a guy on stilts. Had this been a year ago, I probably would have felt more camaraderie with the people there, but instead I felt detached. Like I wasn’t one of them. It feels good and sad at the same time. Obviously no one wants to go back to having cancer after they’ve moved on from it, but, for me, I felt safest and most cared for during treatment, and that was a good feeling.


4 thoughts on “Light the Night, DC 2012

  1. Read your blog, your words reveal much insight into your cancer experience. I wonder if “recovery” is the best word? You still sound somewhat ambivalent asto where you belong in this “aftermath of a cancer diagnosis”. Did you really feel detached? Don’t let your empathetic side get lost in avoidance of the fear and pain. When I see a person obviously in the throws of chemo I think of how brave they are. Think of the hope you can offer this person by telling them of your personal journey and where you are now. Maybe not appropriate in that situation but even a hand on their shoulder and a simple statement like ” you will get through this tough time ,I did” would increase her immune system and give her an hour of happiness. This is the second time you wrote about seeing someone else with cancer and being unsure as to what to do?

    As your dad I am so happy that you can be a normal, young , woman enjoying life. You have an experience that few your age will ever have. ( good or bad) You will come to that point of equilibrium , it sounds like this is what you are working towards.

    Did you pick a song? Get a musician? Maybe nick can record it and you can sing to that? Put it in iTunes? Can’t wait to see you on the 24th. Where are we having dinner?


  2. I’m glad you participated in that walk. It’s interesting you felt detached. Figuring out our feelings and accepting them is an ongoing process. I’m sure yours will continue to evolve as you move forward with your life. You’ve been through an awful lot. I’m brca2 + by the way. My best to you.

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