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    From MoveOn.org: “Susan G. Komen for the Cure just cut all its funding to Planned Parenthood for breast health screenings, bowing to anti-choice pressure and making breast health care suddenly inaccessible to many women. Planned Parenthood health centers are often the main source of health care for women in underserved communities, and they provide 830,000 breast exams every year. 170,000 of these were funded through Komen, along with 6,400 mammogram referrals. Without Komen’s funding, many of these women could be unable to get the screenings and early detection of breast cancer that save lives. It’s incredibly disappointing for an organization founded to protect women’s health to play politics with real women’s lives.” What we lose, when we lose early access to breast health screening…  … I lost my mother. Here is an excerpt, followed by a link to the entire testimonial my father wrote shortly after her death. Easter 1990             It was ten years ago this Easter that Karen and I met in Paris.  And now she is gone.  We lost a great battle against cancer.  She is with the Lord to be sure, and that is a comfort, but she remains with the rest of us only in our memories, and that is sad.  In this testimonial I want to recall some of those memories with you, and for those who are at some distance, tell you a little about the events that ended so sadly for us this past November… The Cancer Fight             It was a heroic fight over a period of fifteen months, from first detection in August 1988 until the end of November 1989.  We always were optimistic about recover; I was expecting things to turn around even to within a few hours before she died.  In the end it wasn’t event the cancer that caused Karen’s death directly.  She died of Kidney failure, a complication of the chemotherapy.  Perhaps it was a gentle mercy, to just go to sleep.  Far better than to have the cancer treatments fail and face a long painful encounter with cancer spread to the bone.  But even thinking about that, I would have treasured every additional minute that we would have had together, so it is a small consolation.             If I had only known then what I know now, things might have been different; at least that is the way you look at it when you don’t have a strong view of God’s sovereignty.  Even if you do, something like this strains the system.  Anything less than a high view of the sovereignty of God leads to despair.  But in a funny sort of way, it is therapeutic to fight the “what if’s” all over, and I continue to do so and will for a long time to come… Read more: Remembering Karen  by my father, Ken Daniel

    From MoveOn.org: “Susan G. Komen for the Cure just cut all its funding to Planned Parenthood for breast health screenings, bowing to anti-choice pressure and making breast health care suddenly inaccessible to many women.

    Planned Parenthood health centers are often the main source of health care for women in underserved communities, and they provide 830,000 breast exams every year. 170,000 of these were funded through Komen, along with 6,400 mammogram referrals. Without Komen’s funding, many of these women could be unable to get the screenings and early detection of breast cancer that save lives.

    It’s incredibly disappointing for an organization founded to protect women’s health to play politics with real women’s lives.”

    What we lose, when we lose early access to breast health screening… 

    … I lost my mother. Here is an excerpt, followed by a link to the entire testimonial my father wrote shortly after her death.

    Easter 1990

                It was ten years ago this Easter that Karen and I met in Paris.  And now she is gone.  We lost a great battle against cancer.  She is with the Lord to be sure, and that is a comfort, but she remains with the rest of us only in our memories, and that is sad.  In this testimonial I want to recall some of those memories with you, and for those who are at some distance, tell you a little about the events that ended so sadly for us this past November…

    The Cancer Fight

                It was a heroic fight over a period of fifteen months, from first detection in August 1988 until the end of November 1989.  We always were optimistic about recover; I was expecting things to turn around even to within a few hours before she died.  In the end it wasn’t event the cancer that caused Karen’s death directly.  She died of Kidney failure, a complication of the chemotherapy.  Perhaps it was a gentle mercy, to just go to sleep.  Far better than to have the cancer treatments fail and face a long painful encounter with cancer spread to the bone.  But even thinking about that, I would have treasured every additional minute that we would have had together, so it is a small consolation.

                If I had only known then what I know now, things might have been different; at least that is the way you look at it when you don’t have a strong view of God’s sovereignty.  Even if you do, something like this strains the system.  Anything less than a high view of the sovereignty of God leads to despair.  But in a funny sort of way, it is therapeutic to fight the “what if’s” all over, and I continue to do so and will for a long time to come…

    Read more: Remembering Karen 

    by my father, Ken Daniel

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