Jane's family, the one I married into, has always been very close. They--I mean we--face all of life's events, good and bad, together. Jane's mom, Shirley, was influential in keeping that connection going, and when Shirley became ill with breast cancer she had the best support team anyone could have. Her health and quality of life during her seven-year fight can be credited mostly to her devoted daughters and husband.
This year Jane's oldest sister, Susan (the one I ran my first half-marathon with), decided to do the San Diego Breast Cancer Three-Day to raise funds and honor Shirley's memory. Jane and I talked about how best to support Susan, and considered whether we should serve on the walk crew. We decided we'd go down to San Diego and cheer Susan on, and vowed that we'd walk next year. But our plans changed. When it looked like Susan's walking partner probably wouldn't be able to do the walk with her, Jane jumped in and signed up, three weeks before the event--because that's what sticking together means. So she's walking on November 9 to 11, and raising funds. She's trying to raise $2200 in the remaining 13 days before the walk, and I'm asking you to donate to her if you would support me in a similar venture. Because I'm a part of Team Shirley too, even if this time I'm the waterboy.