I just wanted to make a brief acknowledgement of the passing of Elizabeth Edwards.
For many people living with cancer, she was a symbol. A symbol of fighting with grace and good humour. A symbol of fighting for others when you could choose to fight just for yourself. A symbol of putting love before fear.
And lest anyone wish to chime in here about anything else, please don't. She did this all in the public eye facing scrutiny most of us could never believe. I won't participate in that.
And so her passing has made me quite sad. I had hope that she would be here much longer to continue to provide inspiration for others living with cancer. I also hoped, for her sake and ours, that she would get to finish some of the fights she had taken on for health care reform. Perhaps we need to pick them up and finish them for her.