I had this idea. Why don’t I ask all the people who are praying for us to post photos with a sign that says “100 Million Prayers for Cancer.” Wouldn’t that be neat?
I can just envision all the fabulous photo opportunities. “I’m going to launch today,” I think.
Days pass. “Problem is, “ I think to myself, “I don’t know how to do it. Maybe I’ll get some student to do it for me. I’m too busy.”
I called an old college friend of mine, who I haven’t talked to in ages for advice. She’s great at social media stuff. “What are you waiting for?” she finally asked.
“I don’t know,” I thought. “To plan everything just right? To feel confident? What if I mess up? What if I look stupid?”
Then I thought, “Who cares?”
You know what? We get so caught up in how we look to others—OK, I get so caught up in how I look to others that I lose track of what’s important sometimes.
When it comes down to it, I really don’t care if everyone in the world sends me a photo or says a prayer. I just want my husband to get better. I want his cancer to go into remission. I want cancer researchers to come up with more breakthroughs. I want more patients to have access to clinical trials and new medicines. I want cancer to go away!
Today is the 10 year anniversary of when my husband and I first met. I want another 10 years! And then another, and another and another! I’m greedy for time.
I like to remind myself that all of my dad’s doctors said he couldn’t live one year, let alone the 15 he actually did. Dad walked me down the aisle on my wedding day! “Impossible!” they all said. I dream my daughter will have that same joy.
I’m calling this idea 100 Million Prayers for Cancer, but I don’t think I actually need 100 million prayers to get God to listen to me. I don’t need this to “go viral” in order to have a miracle (or not.) Do I really need people to pat me on the shoulder here? No. I’m over it. There are more important things.
Cancer is something that regardless of what you believe or don’t believe, whatever your politics, your culture, your nationality, your age, how you look, how much money you have, or where you live— we all can agree that CANCER HAS GOT TO GO.
So, wherever you are, please say a prayer or send positive vibes, that cancer will finally get its cure. And while you’re at it, please pray for my husband’s healing and for everyone out there, whether you know them or not, who is fighting this crazy, scary battle.
Underneath it all, this is what matters. This is what we all share. Love and fear and loss and loneliness. We forget that we’re all connected, that we’re not alone.
Please post a photo in my gallery with a sign that you’re praying. I guess I’ll start a tumblr site soon. Bear with me. I’m a little technically challenged.
If you would like to do more than pray, please feel free to make a small donation, or heck, if you can afford it—a large one, to Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center’s rare kidney cancer research fund.
Please post your photo on 100 Million Prayers’ facebook page, or tweet #100millionprayers.