Unlucky

Last night I went to a soccer game that was supporting a local girl in her fight against leukemia. It was really amazing to see all the support that the community had and all those orange shirts. People really love this girl. But it made me think about how futile it really all is. Wearing orange and and making posters really isn't going to cure cancer. Walking three miles isn't going to cure heart disease. Selling cookies isn't going to save manatees. It's really nice to put on that shirt and show support, but we're up against something thats bigger than us. yeah, cancer sucks, but people get sick and people die. shit happens. but nobody is out there raising money to get rid of hurricanes or organizing a walk-a-thon to prevent earthquakes. Because even with all that effort, we're still not going to be healthy, happy, blah blah blah. I know it's about research and awareness and all that, but is being aware of how many people die per year of breast cancer really going to change a genetic disease? no. sorry, but that's the truth. Maybe it's just nice to have a common enemy for once. Something without feelings or a face, because there is no other side to leukemia. I wish there were no cancer and no disease, but there is. I wish wearing a tee shirt and winning a soccer game were enough, but it's not. in the end, it's jusst luck of the draw.