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Ways to Help

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We have reached the end of October and the end of this year’s major Making Strides’ Events. The kiosks will remain out and Making Strides always appreciate your support and donations. For this final “Ways to Help” for the year, we decided to use it to talk about and show our appreciation for our volunteers this year with Making Strides.

First, on behalf of Sandie and myself, along with all the Strides committee, “Thank you” to each one of you who put lindens in kiosks, went across the grid shopping with Out Shop Cancer, explored and found a new home from Strides Parade of Homes in SL, bought a raffle ticket or placed a bid on an auction. Thank you Thank you Thank you!!!

We appreciate all who planned and held their own events at venues across Second Life. And we celebrate those who became the first set of “Strides Boosters“.

We would like to thank all the merchants, designers, and builders who were a part of our two new events – Out Shop Cancer and Strides Parade of Homes in SL. We are extremely grateful and appreciate all of your hard work and the wonderful donations you contributed to both of these events:

Amethyst Starostin of *Fire Within*
Dolphin Ayres of .EscalateD.
Ariana Petrova of [Ari-Pari]
SexyEyes Valkyrie of AFantasy
Lilac Niven of AvaGirl
Slash Hansome of AXL pro
Katelynn Latzo of BedBugz Boutique
Wayne Bentley of Bentley Homes/ Bentley Furniture
Plurabella Laszlo of Bliensen + MaiTai
Lucinda Nagy of Captivating!
Mizzy Maltz of Compilance Productions
VANYI of DCKM
Donni67 Cyberstar of Donni’s Dollies
Evhah of EVHAH
Tamrielle Halderman of Fae Fantasy Creations
Funatik Resident of FANATIK
Luna Barak of Fantavatar & Moonstruck
FeydaAnn Ferryhill of Feyline Fashions
Harry Quijote of Harry’s Outdoor & Living
St0rmyN1ght Resident of Implings
Tazzie Tuque of Indigenous
Jeanny Loorden of JELO
Anestacia Resident of Just Ordinary
Alrunia Ahn of Lilith’s Den
Roxy Bergiere of Love Everlasting Home and Garden
xrockinfree Resident of Lunistice
Alea Lamont of ND/MD
DeAnn Dufaux of Park Place Home
Mac Pierce (null aries) of Pierce Design Studio
Tyriani Resident of pretty please/ lowlife
SavannahRaye and SadieRoze of Sadie’s Design’s & The Reckless Angel @ MSR Merchant Mall
Kerryth Tarantal of Spyralle
LillyCraft Resident of Studio Craft Architect
maizon Rayna of Terra d’ombrA
Rowanessque Whitewood of The Emporium
Xzavia Yifu of Timeless Textures
Amethestpearl Resident of TRS Designs
SkyeRyder Varriale of Varriale Designs
YokianaSL of YoKana
The individual designers of the Strides Store, hosted by Robby & LyricWinterwolf Composer

Additionally, we would also like to thank Trader1 Whiplash & Nuala Maracas and the staff of T1 Radio/ Legends. Not only is T1 Radio the official broadcaster for Making Strides Against Breast Cancer across Second Life, we appreciate all of the DJs and hosts who donated their time to do events on the Making Strides sim this year.

We would like to give special recognition to each of our fabulous special event Sponsors this year.
2018 Making Strides Sim sponsor – Sol Existence
2018 Strides Stage Sponsor – Torgon’s
2018 Strides Walk Sponsor – Sanctuary RP Community
2018 Making Strides Honor Gala Sponsor – *Fire Within*
2018 Photos for a Cure Sponsor – SKYY Games

Tremendous thanks to Mac Pierce, Clive Pierce, and the guys of Pierce Design Studio for their amazing job on the Making Strides sim landscaping.

With gratitude, we would like to recognize Marina Sharpshire and Amethyst Starostin for providing the entertainment during the Making Strides Honor Gala.

Last but in no way least, Sandie and I would like to say thank you to the Making Strides committee.  As you can see from this list no one or even two people can do this alone.  It takes many, all have special gifts and talents.   We were lucky to work with some very special people on the committee.   So for each of your gifts, thank you Sunshine, Serina, Kitty, Nevar, & those very special ones who like to stay nameless.

As for ways to help… become a new name next year to this list of amazing people here in Second Life.  Watch for ways soon.

Thank you all!!!!

 

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Bonus Home to Buy from AXL-pro

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Slash Hansome, the owner of AXL-pro, was generous to offer the Auction Home that is up for bids.  He also added a second home in a Strides Vendor.  The Recco Home is fully furnished and perfect for those who have a smaller lot then needed for the Auction home.  Here are the details:

RECCO HOUSE FURNISHED

Requirements:

Size: 64 x 64 (4096 sm)
Prims: 888
Parcel with scripts and terraform allowed
Features:

Every room with controls for lights, blinds etc
Lockable Doors
Security
Radio
Adult engines
Decors Rezzers (with temporary prims)
Web TV
What you get purchasing this house?

The main rez box which includes:
The whole house already furnished and all the natural surround made by rocks, trees, waves etc.
The house itself has 5 rooms, all with animations menu:

Living Room (adult couch)
Kitchen (adult engine – many decor rezzers)
Dining Room (adult dining room table)
Bedroom (adult bed – wardrobe with 22 wearable complete mesh outfits with hud)
Bathroom (adult bathtub)

Outdoor:

Gazebo (adult outdoor bed)
Panoramic spot with umbrella

This beautiful home is $L5999.  When you buy it from the strides vendor that is located at the landing point at AXL-pro, all of your purchase price goes to the American Cancer Society and you qualify as a Strides Booster!  What a beautiful and fun WIN WIN!!

Here are a few additional photos of the home:

STRIDES Walk is here!

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Head on over to the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Across Second Life event for a lot of fun today:

https://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/MSABC%20WalkaThon/144/129/23

Starting at 9 a.m. SLT, there will be live-streaming DJs, raffles, auctions, and of course, the Strides Walk itself. The walk is from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m., but there’s fun scheduled all day and night!

Plus, the Parade of Homes and the Out Shop Cancer events are continuing to be a great time for a good cause.

The current schedule of entertainment on the Strides sim is as follows, all times SLT:

9 a.m.:  DJ Sandie Slate
10 a.m.:  DJ Leala Spire-Marchant
11 a.m.: DJ Ame Starostin
Noon: DJ Aurora
1 p.m.: DJ Corri/ Minx show
2 p.m.: DJ Corri/ Minx show
3 p.m.: DJ Gem Sunkiller/ T1 Radio
4 p.m : DJ Gem Sunkiller/ T1 Radio
5 p.m.: DJ Mady Majestic/ T1 Radio
6 p.m.: DJ Mady Majestic/T1 Radio
7 p.m.: DJ Anni Braveheart/T1 Radio
8 p.m.: DJ Anni BRaveheart/T1Radio

See you there!

Spotlight Story: Aryon Dagger

As the month of October gets into full swing and our focus turns to how we can Make Strides in the fight against breast cancer we will once again be spotlighting stories of our fellow residents in Second Life who have been touched by breast cancer as a patient, survivor or caregiver.

For our first spotlight story of the 2018 Making Strides season, we are sharing the story of Aryon Dagger, one of our many warrior survivors.

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My name is Aryon Dagger, and I am a survivor!

I am a survivor … four words that mean so much to so many. To be able to say them, to have fought and won the battle, gives life a new meaning. People who have survived cancer live life, for the most part, as they never have before. Oh, I am sure that some survivors lived life to the fullest before, but some, like myself, went from day to day doing the mundane and not much more.

Carpe Diem, Seize the Day … there is a great deal of motivational truth in that phrase. I try to live each day like it will be my last. Every day, I get up and mentally give thanks for the gift of another day and each night, I again give thanks for having seen the day through. Sounds corny, doesn’t it? Call it what you will, but I know how lucky I am . Keep reading and I’ll explain.

July 4th 2001, is a day that will remain engraved on my chest for the rest of my life. On that day, I was told I had breast cancer.

After undergoing the usual probes, gropes and lumpectomies, it was determined that the cancer was in stage 3. It might be worthwhile my mentioning that what was found were cysts, these were drained and the husks mutated from benign to malignant both in and out of body.

I was fortunate to be under the care of the Chief Consultant of the breast cancer department. A man who, unusually for me I would come to trust blindly with my life during my bout with cancer. I was forty-five, married and was looking forward to the birth of my first grandchild when suddenly, I was being told that unless something was done fast, I would not see my next birthday. The time, from initial finding to the last in a group of stays in hospital for operations, spanned a period of a little less than four months. The penultimate operation occurring on another date that will, just like December 7th, 1941, live in infamy … September 11th, 2001.

Shortly after this operation, I went in to have the results explained to me. My surgeon told me that on October 9th, I would be having a double, radical, bilateral mastectomy. I sat there and went numb, became a robot of sorts in my responses, got up and walked out. It had taken all of 20 minutes, but it took me nearly 2 hours before I could drive away from the hospital. My life flashed in slow motion before my eyes but it wasn’t over yet.

I had a choice, I could sit back and let this vicious disease that knows no bounds regarding age or gender take control of my life until it consumed me completely, or I could stand toe to toe with it, stare it in the eye and tell it where to go. I chose to do the latter. I wanted to see my son happy, to hold my first grandchild, and so much more.

I’m one of the lucky ones. I don’t know why one person wins their battle and another loses it. But I do know that everything happens for a reason. I know that we are all on this planet for a reason too and that when we have completed our task here, it is our time to pass over. I’m not sure what my reason or purpose is, I doubt if any of us ever know for sure but I do know that I prayed, begged and pleaded to win my battle and I did. I got to hold not only my first grandchild but my second, and third. I got to see my son, finally happy, a college graduate and a man with a wonderful family. And I got to spend the last four years of my partner’s life, with her. For that, I will be eternally thankful.

I came into Second Life to heal. From the loss of my partner of 26 years and from the immense trauma that breast cancer brought upon me. I present myself here as I am in real life. I chose the hard way as part of my journey along the path of healing. I never gave a thought to the scars during the days prior to any of my surgeries. It was not until I came home from the hospital that my scars became an issue both to my partner and myself.

I would wake up in a cold sweat, I had recurring nightmares, I was convinced it was all a bad dream and that I would wake up and the scars would be gone and my body would be complete and whole again. To make matters far more worse and in actual fact, playing a huge part in my growing to hate my scars was that from the day I came home, my partner refused to look at or touch them. They were not discussed, though I wanted to and almost assuredly needed to, as part of the mental healing process.

My partner passed away, probably never realizing how I felt, though I know many times I tried to sit down and talk about it. To say that they did not hurt … a bit of a lie since I had extensive nerve damage and still to this day get the occasional “zap of electricity”, that I was still the same person even though my body looked different. I really felt like instead of running away from my scars, that getting to know them was more important because through them and my undying will to live, I had survived. My partner never got to hear the “all clear” given to me.

It was about seven years later that someone other than a doctor, nurse or myself actually touched those scars of my battle. Not only touched them but looked at them, traced round them, recognized them for what they were and said the words that she had said many times before, without having seen them … “it doesn’t matter”. I remember it like it was yesterday. The sound of her soft voice, the tender touch of her fingertips, the look on her face. And it still brings tears to my eyes. Until that day, I didn’t know what it meant to be accepted, physically for who I was now.

Loving and caring doesn’t always bring with it total acceptance. Especially when something changes that is beyond our control. It holds no guarantees, either. When bodies become modified, whether electively or not, more often than not, there are consequences. Its not like cutting your hair, because your hair will grow back. The scars will always be there as a constant reminder of life’s little misfortunes. They will remind us of the people that turned away but, they will also record an indelible memory of the tender moments when you meet someone with no insecurities that makes you feel whole again.

I will continue to battle, wearing my scars like a medal won in a war, for life … mine and everyone’s.