RIP Leah Siegel


If you read one article this week, make it this one.

Trust me—it’s worth it 100 times over.

10 thoughts on “RIP Leah Siegel”

  1. And now I will quit working on my library science grad school paper, kiss my 2 year old, and climb into bed and hug my wife and not let go.

  2. Devastating read that made me tear up too. My neighbor left behind her 2 children (10 and 8) a couple months back after being cancer-free for 3 years. Sucks to hear that Leah just wanted to be able to make it to around the age when her children were 10ish so that they could remember her and that she couldn’t get there.

  3. I read this yesterday thru Bill Simmons’ twitter link. A tragedy that made me hug my kids, as much as they didn’t want it, for a solid minute. This was a tremendous read and I am misting up just remembering the article, let alone its contents. F’ing cancer has taken both paternal grandparents, my father (52) my uncle (62) and my favourite aunt (54). Cancer does not discriminate at all.

  4. When cancer took my brother, his kids were 8, 3, and 10 months. His wife was 33. (He was 39).

    Fucking cancer.

    All the best to Leah Siegel’s family. They’re going to need it.

  5. Oh, and to all the women reading this: go get a fucking mammogram. NOW. And I don’t care how old you are. Leah Siegel was only 41 when she was diagnosed. My Mom was 44. My ex wife was 40.

    Mom beat it (over 20 years). The ex wife is beating it (she had a lumpectomy and just finished radiation and is now cancer free). Why? Because it was caught at stage 1, unlike Leah Seigel who was stage 4.

    Get a mammogram. Please. I’m begging you.

  6. Jeff…this hit home on several levels.

    One, it gave me the answer I was looking for when asking myself if sharing my own battle with Cancer was the right thing to do.

    I know it helped me to share my thoughts on CaringBridge and even Facebook. And like she said…it might be tacky but it’s a way to reach a lot of people who care.

    I surely didn’t make it through the story without shedding a tear…or two…or three, but who’s counting?

    Mainly though…my attitude is like hers. I’ve been doing so many things with my kids…just to do them. We play Uno almost every night. We take walks down to the end of the street.

    I take my daughter out when I water my garden and I explain to her how happy I am to see my carrots growing or a new pepper growing on a vine.

    My youngest two are 7 and 5. They’ll have some memories of me…and I’m working on making sure they have many more.

    Thanks for posting.

  7. Thanks for posting this Jeff. You may know Leah worked with me and was my friend for 11 years. Her death has devastated my group.
    If any of your readers are interested, I can send to you the address for the Leah Fund, where we are collecting donations for her children.

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