My 12 year old son just rolled off on his first Courage Classic ride, along side his dad and granddad and uncle. There is nothing that boy loves more than cycling with his dad. As I stand at the start line, Im sure I’m supposed to be overwhelmed with pride (I am) but my default emotion this weekend is angst. Or maybe it’s bitterness, mixed with jealousy and confusion.
I’m watching Spence and Charley ride away but Im seeing Jeff and Pablo. Of course I’m not really seeing Jeff and Pablo because Pablo is dead. I imagine that Jeff would give his kingdom to be on his bike next to his son, just as Charley would give his to see Tuesday, looking up adoring, next to her twin. Some days that big, empty space next to Piper feel so much Bigger.
So on this 5 year anniversary of Tuesday’s diagnosis of cancer, I am going to throw a tantrum. Don’t worry, I’ll fake it when you see me.
Charley will be doing something significantly more pro-active than fit throwing. He will be riding 157 miles in preparation for Pablove Across America.
In October, over Tuesday’s and Piper’s birthday, where only Piper will get to turn 7, Charley,Jeff and 30 others will be riding from the Bay Area to Los Angeles. There will be other cancer dads on this 500 mile ride; those that “Know” and those with a water bottle full of gratitude and another full of guilt. No one comes away from childhood cancer unscathed.
Charley needs your support. I know we are always asking and I know you’re sick of hearing about this shit, but we need you. He has $7,000 to raise.
$1,000 for every month Tuesday endured cancer treatment
$1,000 for every year of life she should be celebrating.
Please help us help Pablove in the search for an end to kids cancer.
peace and love to our friends Jeff and Jo Ann and Grady. See you in October.