From Luca's mom:
Survivor: the one who lives
The Ride is an emotionally fraught event for me. Last year, when I was picking up our packets, I was feeling ALL the feelings. As I looked at the volunteers’ smiling faces, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to ask for a hug or just rush out of the room and scream. I held it together - mostly - and grabbed my race bib and t-shirt.
Instead of the RIDER shirt, I chose the bright orange SURVIVOR shirt.
I didn’t have cancer, but I’m a cancer survivor. I survived Ross’s fevers, line flushes, infusions, injections, biopsies, bronchoscopies, and bad results days. I survived his remission and relapse. I survived getting my hopes up and getting my hopes crushed. I survived planning a funeral for my 39-year-old husband who did everything in his power not to die.
I ride for Ross, always. But I also ride for people like Luca, Rosie, and me. I ride for the survivors, the ones left behind by cancer. The husbands, wives, lovers, partners, mothers, dads, best friends, and brothers. The work buddies, sisters, students, clients, colleagues, and mostly importantly, the kids. I ride for every person who feels an empty space where their person used to be.
Being a survivor isn’t easy. It’s often disorienting and dizzying. It’s full of holes and heartbreak.
But it’s also full of hope.
Ross would have given anything to survive his cancer, so I am surviving - and thriving - for him. I’m dedicated to living with joy, optimism, and deep acceptance. I’m dedicated to being grateful for this wildly unpredictable and wondrously beautiful life.
Like Ross’s favorite singer Eddie Vedder says, “I’m still alive.”
Celebrate survivorship - in all of its forms - by supporting Luca and all of us on Team Rosswell.
With love and gratitude,
Anne Marie, Luca, and Rosie