Livestrong
I rarely talk about my dreams. I think that is because I rarely remember my dreams. Last night I had one of those dreams that stayed with me the entire day today. This morning I woke up convinced that I had spent last night talking to Lance Armstrong. It was neither his snarky smile nor his cyclist's body that linger in my memory. It was his generosity. It was his Livestrong. I feel compelled to write him, just to close the loop on anything that may have gone unsaid last night. Dear Lance, It was nice to meet you last night. I was so glad that I had the chance to hear about the founding of Livestrong. I was happy to have had the chance to tell you how much it has added to my life. Those of us who have been physically, emotionally and psychologically reduced by cancer are deeply grateful for the foundation's generosity in making gym time available to us. Each Monday and Wednesday ...