Help Me Turn 40 and Fight Pediatric Cancers
My 40th birthday is next week and I'm thinking about cancer. I guess it's not a surprise that it's upsetting me, but I sure didn't expect it to be on my mind so much. I'm thinking about my cousins Harry and Suri and Shirley, of friends who have lost siblings and parents, of people I love who are still fighting. I thought my anger and grief had mellowed. Nope. They're just routinely pushed aside.
I'm turning 40. I don't need anything. I'm sick of stuff. I have a wife that loves me and kids that can't wait to hug me when I get home.
“A man once asked the Buddha to grant his family a blessing. The Buddha thought for a moment, then replied, ‘Grandfather dies, father dies, son dies.’ The man was horrified, but the Buddha shrugged his shoulders. ‘What other way would you have it?’”
No, I don't need anything for my birthday. But I want something. I want you to help me give a child suffering from cancer a better chance of reaching their 40th birthday. I want you to help me fund critical research in pediatric cancers, so that tomorrow children and their parents will no longer suffer.
Please forget the gifts and cards and well wishes. Just join me and donate $40 to Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center to fund their research into curing pediatric cancers.
Thank you.
