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Purpose
It is the belief of Andy and Jessica Miller that small actions, thoughts, deeds, and dollars can make a profound impact. By creating, coordinating, and implementing initiatives and providing awareness, Karsyn’s Krusaders – Kickin’ Cancer’s Butt One Lap at a Time™ gives individuals an active and unique opportunity to turn simple actions and giving into something significant.
How It All Began
In an effort to show their appreciation and give back to organizations and individuals who had helped the Millers get through their 3 year old daughter’s cancer diagnosis and initial treatment, Andy and Jessica Miller approached their long-time friends, Darin and Jennifer Duffy in the Fall of 2009 with an idea on how to raise money and awareness. The idea was simple. Read more.
Special Thank You From the Family
Because our dear friends Darin and Jennifer Duffy believed in our idea and took this journey with us, Kickin' Cancer's Butt One Lap at a Time™ was born. However, it is because all of you supported Darin Duffy, Karsyn's Krusaders, and this cause that dreams came true for sick children and their families. Without individuals like you, wishes would not be possible and a dream remains just that, a dream! Thank you for helping turn dreams into reality and creating HOPE . . .
Moving Forward
Together we celebrate those who have won the fight, support those that continue the battle, and share the devastation of those who have stood by helplessly and watched their children lose their lives to this terrible disease. Today we move forward as a combined group of individuals who are not only dedicated to supporting our favorite driver(s), but unified in our endeavor to make a significant impact on the lives of those who fight day in and day out to “Kick Cancer’s Butt”.
Who are Your Heros? By Brad Luepkes
I overheard a conversation a group of guys were having today. The men were
talking about the people they admired. As you might guess, the names being
thrown around were ones we hear daily on ESPN, MTV or FOX NEWS. Tonight
as I lay in bed, I started thinking about how I would have answered that
question. The response came to me quickly, I would have said, my heroes are: Read More.
How Can You Help
If you have been inspired to join us in our mission to “Kick Cancer’s
Butt” and would like to join our “krusade”, there are many ways to do so.
You can make a difference by visiting our events page and taking part in
an upcoming activity, by spreading awareness through word of mouth, by
posting this link and information on the internet, joining our Facebook
page, or through other creative means. In addition, please be sure to
consider making a donation and/or making a merchandise purchase.
It is only through donations, merchandise sales and our generous sponsors
that we are able to fulfill our mission. We are always interested in
working with others to help spread awareness as well as very interested in
feedback, thoughts, ideas and suggestions on new events or opportunities.
Please feel free to contact us at any time! |
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Hope
I hope you never have to hear the words,
"Your child has cancer."
I hope you never have to hear,
"The prognosis is not good."
I hope you never have to prepare for your child
to undergo radiation or chemotherapy, have a
port surgically inserted into their chest, or be
connected to IV poles.
Look at you with fear in their eyes and say,
"Don't worry Mommy, everything will be okay."
I hope you never have to hold your child as
they vomit green bile.
I hope you never have to feed them ice chips
for lunch.
I hope you never have to watch the "cure" you
pray for slowly take away their identity, as they
lose their hair, become skeletal, swell up from
steroids, develop severe acne, become barely
or unable to walk or move, and look at you with
hope in their eyes and say, "It's going to be
okay, Mommy"
I hope you never have to stay in the hospital for
weeks, months, or years at a time, where there
is no privacy, sleeping on a slab, with your face
to the wall, where you cry in muffled silence.
I hope you never have to see a mother, alone,
huddled, in a dark hospital corridor...crying
quietly, after just being told, "There is nothing
more we can do."
I hope you never have to watch a family wander
aimlessly, minutes after their child's body has
been removed.
I hope you never have to use every bit of energy
you have left, with all of this going on around
you to remain positive, and the feelings of guilt,
sorrow, hope and fear, overwhelm you.
I hope you never have to see a child's head
bolted to the table as they receive radiation.
I hope you never have to take your child home
(grateful but so afraid) in a wheelchair because
the chemo and radiation has damaged their
muscles, 35 pounds lighter, pale, bald and
scarred.
And they look at you with faith in their eyes and
say, "It's going to be okay, Mommy."
I hope you never have to face the few friends
that have stuck beside you and hear them say,
"Thank God that is over with,"...because you
know it never will be.
Your life becomes a whirl of doctors, blood tests
and MRI's and you try to get your life back to
"normal".
While living in mind-numbing fear that any one
of those tests could result in hearing the dreaded
words...
"The cancer has returned" or "The tumor is
growing"
And your friends become even fewer.
I hope you never have to experience any of these
things...Because...only then...
Will you understand...
Author: Carol Baan |
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