Jane, a young mother from Stayner, was in the middle of her daughter’s busy soccer season when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I met her at the end of summer when tryouts for the next years season were just underway. She faced things head on as she admitted to me that this would be the first year that she wouldn’t be the trainer of her daughter’s soccer team. As she looked down at her emaciated body that could no longer ambulate without a walker she also recognized that she wasn’t even going to be able to attend her opening game. I left her house that day thinking how easy it could have been to grant Jane that wish…she died a month later, never making it to a game again.
