Follow Friday: A little self-absorbed

This week's Follow Friday didn't make the deadline. I have a few excuses.

I'm currently on Pacific Time so, technically, it's still Friday. Roger and I are in California and Sunday he will run his 10th marathon in Big Sur. This week, I've decided to feature some organizations near and dear to my heart that revolve around our current mission in California:

CJSTUF: Yes, most of you reading this know it is my current raison d'etre. This is where my parenting energies currently flow. Simply put, we help families who are where we have been. We don't cure disease. We don't solve the world's problems. But we try to make an unbearable situation a little more bearable. Every Day is a Bonus.

ASK: The organization that is the backbone of the hematology/oncology clinic at VCU Medical Center. This organization does so much for families of kids with cancer and related diseases, including funding for Child Life, Chaplaincy, Counseling, Social Work, and other support services. Their annual 5K is this weekend and we wish them the best of luck in their efforts.

I'll finish out the list with two other local Richmond organizations helping families effected by cancer:

ReeseStrong: Reese was diagnosed with medulloblastoma a week or two before Charlotte. Our families have shared many similar and parallel experiences. They are another great example of making good out of a crappy situation.

Connors Heroes: Connor is another survivor and Lisa and Steve Goodwin do their best to help families navigate the cancer nightmare with information, moral support, and care packages. They also fund research in an effort towards a cure.

So that will be my short Follow Friday for this week. Enjoy the royal weekend.

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