An imaginary friend. Cancer. Death.
Sweet & caring, Dawn was. I never met her. I knew her via Twitter, Facebook, blogging, email - all those ephemeral vehicles, except that they aren't, they're real, my imaginary friend was real. And now she's gone, too young, too soon. I'm sorry I never met her.
These moments, such deaths, they demand something - or they feel like they demand something from me, anyway. Why? What?
- Christine - dear Flutter - stepped up and created a donation site to help Dawn's husband Mike and their boys. I sent a little something.
- Dawn's obituary asked for contributions to the Melanoma Research Foundation. I sent something there too.
- Coincidentally, on Tuesday, the day Dawn died, I learned about an American Cancer Society project called the Cancer Prevention Study-3, so I signed up to participate. You can, too, if you are between the ages of 30 and 65 and have never had cancer.
- And last but not least, I found a new dermatologist. Like Dawn said, "Check your skin people. Check your skin."
Say it with me now: Fuck Cancer.
9 comments:
I'm so sorry, Maggie. There's been way too much of this going around lately.
I'm sad with you.
Check your skin and FUCK CANCER.
I remember the first imaginary friend who died of cancer (in my sphere, not ever). She went by Cancerbaby and I checked her blog for ages after because it seemed so insane that she was gone.
It's not less insane now. Never is.
xo
I read about this on Sarah's blog. This is horribly sad.
But I'm going to check my skin. And tell everyone to check their skin.
xo
Nothing imaginary, just magical.
Fuck cancer.
I'm sorry for the loss of your friend-what a tragedy.
I didn't know Dawn through these cybercircles we all frequent, but I have seen how much she moved those of you who had befriended her. It is sadder than anything, this business of early death.
I'm glad you're doing the things you can.
Fuck Cancer.
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