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We love you Zach! FUCK CANCER!

Good morning everyone! I would like to ask each of you to take a moment with me and to send Zach all of your love this morning! I am shaving my head every couple of days for Zach as he is battling cancer. I am shaving for several people right now and I ask that you also send each of them all of your love this morning. In loving memory of my Mom, I shave…every single time, for now until forever, to honor her memory and to remind each of us that we do run out of time to say and do things, so whatever it is…say it…do it. I shave for every single one of you who needs my strength, for whatever battle you are fighting. Cancer is one of the names for the battles we fight under different labels and under no label or diagnoses at all. For anyone who needs my strength, I shave my head every couple of days. For Zach, until he kicks cancers fucking ass, I will be shaving my head. For you, in solidarity, I shave my head. For you, across the dining room and you at the stoplight…you at the oncologist and you who just lost your breast…I shave for you. For you who lost your wife and you who lost your mom…the daughter without a dad and the mother without a son…the son without his father and the wife without her husband…for those waiting to find out and for those who know and cannot say so…for those who know and have no one to tell and for those who just give up…I love you. I shave my head for you.

This morning though, when I woke crying, I knew I had to make a different choice. I could fall into the grief of losing my mom to cancer or I could call Zach up in prayer and love and healing light, and ask each of you to do the same, as he battles, in his twenties what many will never fathom. FUCK CANCER. For Zach, please say a prayer this morning, that he know we’ve got him…that we are fighting for him and with him and that we fucking love him!

I love you Zach!

Zach, we love you! We fucking love you buddy! There are so many of us praying for you and loving you! We just want you to know that we are here and that we have you in our hearts. We are fighting with you. We are praying for you. We love you.