An Emotional Day.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
I'm kind of sad today. As I said in my status, one of my favorite baseball players of all time, the great Harmon Killebrew, passed away from cancer. I love baseball, and I love my Twins, even when the season is not looking too bright (for the record, I think this is one of the worst. seasons. ever). The era of Killebrew was a little before my time, but my dad used to talk about him as one of the greatest players to ever play the game. I personally don't know one Twins fan, from any generation, that does not know who the guy was. He wasn't just a great baseball player, but he was a class act off the field as well. He did a lot for people. I'm a little shocked at my own reaction to first hearing of his battle with cancer, then hearing he was entering hospice, and today learning he had passed away. I don't know what it is, but it has really made me sad. I think it may be that he was another victim of cancer, and the whole thing brings back a lot of my mom's struggle.
See, this part of May and the first two weeks of June are incredibly tough for me. My mom was diagnosed with cancer in November 03 with a 95% curable cancer, took a turn for the worse on Memorial Day weekend seven years ago (04), and passed away from cancer on June 6, 2004. Whenever I hear of someone struggling with the disease, I have a tough time with it. Whenever I hear someone losing that struggle, it really affects me. I don't know when that will ever go away, if at all. It is hard to watch a really strong person in life become so physically weak. You try to do what you can for them, comfort them...not really realizing what it is also doing to you sometimes until they pass on. I feel for Killebrew's family. Ugh. I wish they could find a cure for cancer.
So it's been an emotional day for me today. A lot of sad memories have come back. Instead of turning to food, I got on my treadmill and walked my second 5k and shaved 8 minutes off my last time. I still feel like I have the slowest race time on SP, but I wasn't near as tired this time, and I am getting better. Instead of shoving a brownie down, I ate a turkey burger. I made a promise to my mom seven years ago that I would take care of myself. She suffered from diabetes and didn't want me to go down that road. It has taken me a while, but maybe I am finally able to say that I am keeping that promise.