Out There: Climbing Mountains When It Matters
Susan Lacke writes about her friend’s battle with cancer — and his desire to live life in the present.
“I haven’t seen you in a month!” I cried as I hugged my best friend tightly. “I missed you. What’s new? What are you up to?”
“Same old, same old.” Carlos sighed. “Teaching. Radiation treatments. Climbing mountains. The usual.”
I nodded thoughtfully. “Climbing mountains” is the code name we’ve used for his fight with cancer. It’s a tip of the hat to our history of riding bikes up mountains to train for Ironman triathlons. What used to feel like the hardest thing ever — grinding gears up 8,000 feet of climbing — is a cakewalk compared to what he does these days: a never-ending loop of surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation.
“What about you?”…
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