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I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart: I am, I am, I am.
– Sylvia Plath

“How do you tell if something’s alive? You check for breathing.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

In one of those rare moments when I rose above the pain, I realized that I was breathing. It was not just one of those shallow breaths that we hold onto for too long; it rose above me and out towards the world.

I had been holding my breath for so long, or trying not to, that I did not know how good it would feel.

This was a moment when I realized I could see beyond the grief. Once I exhaled, I realized that I had clarity in my mind as well as my body.

These moments are to be treasured for breathing is no simple task. Holding onto our air and diving deep, or being submerged with no known way out, takes more effort. It costs more, it feels more, to withhold our breath.

My grief and loss took my breath away and I did not know how long it would take to get it back. Once I did, I realized just how long I had been under the ebbs and flows of pounding waves, and how long it had taken me to come out to shore. My feet pressing into the Earth was a reminder that other parts of my body denied attention were still there.

Trying to ground myself deeper into being reminded me that those whose lack of empathy or compassion was truly hurtful no longer deserved my attention. It was my own once again.

Even if it only happened once in awhile, I was miraculously able to acknowledge it, appreciate it, and wait for its next return.

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The ice bucket challenge has swept North America. You pour ice water over your head and challenge 3 more people to do it within 24 hours. Mark Zuckerberg challenged Bill Gates. Justin Timberlake challenged Jimmy Fallon and the Tonight Show band. CEO’s, athletes and people like you are accepting the challenge to help strike out ALS. Support the patients and families living with ALS.

It is wonderful that so many people participate and make it personal. But, please, donate to fight ALS (Lou Gherig’s Disease). Put your money where your mouth is and challenge others to give to charity.

It is personal. Two members of my family died from ALS.

My mother could not lift a cup with an ice cube in it.

My aunt could not ask for one.

Please help to find a cure for this horrific disease.

http://www.alsa.org/donate

http://www.alsa.org/fight-als/ice-bucket-challenge.html

The ALS Association is the only national non-profit organization fighting Lou Gehrig’s Disease on every front. By leading the way in global research, providing assistance for people with ALS through a nationwide network of chapters, coordinating multidisciplinary care through Certified Treatment Centers of Excellence, and fostering government partnerships, The Association builds hope and enhances quality of life while aggressively searching for new treatments and a cure. For more information about The ALS Association, visit our website at http://www.alsa.org.

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