My father was murdered in a bootlegging turf war with the mafia. Although it wasn't cancer that killed him, my family felt the same secrecy, disgrace, and guilt. Like cancer, it was the death that had no name. Like cancer, my mother never acknowledged my father's death. Not once. Not in her entire life. He was our cancer.
This 9-year-old cancer survivor is on a mission to take back the term "bucket list." One game of "messy twister" at a time. Maya, a third grader from Ohio who is battling a rare form of leukemia, wants to share her "bucket list for summer 2013" (below) to inspire others -- healthy or sick, old or young -- to get busy living.