Good news. Bad news

It's no mistake that life has it's twists and turns, ups and downs, good news and bad news. The best we can do is take the twists with the turns, the ups with the downs, and the good with the bad. I ran the race for cure this year in May and I never have before. It felt so good to be doing something that helped a cause as devastating as breast cancer. I saw men, women and children wearing shirts in memory or in celebration of someone who has or had breast cancer, I saw survivors who were completely dressed in pink, and their families watching them finish the race with huge smiles. I wasn't racing for anyone then, but my aunt was just recently diagnosed with breast cancer. It came as a shock, this wonderful, strong, independent woman diagnosed with what I had just raced for. It's never easy finding out something like that and it's hard to take it all in. At first I was angry, "How could something like this happen to her? Why?" There are so many questions like that, but the only answer I've been able to come up with is, "Everything happens for a reason." But even with that, it doesn't make you feel better. With taking the news in and having time to think, it is still hard to know that she has been diagnosed. You tell yourself, "It will be okay, she'll be fine." But in all reality, how do you know that for sure? You don't, you hope that, you pray for that, and you keep thinking positive. Which is really the best you can do. All I can say is that I pray she will be okay, I will continue to think positive, and when next year rolls around, I will be racing for someone, not just anyone. And I want to be the person with the shirt that says, "Racing in CELEBRATION of... Leslie Geer." That's life. And it's never easy.