As I gear up to head to the Fools Five, I reflect on the week it has been. The periods of good are longer and the tough times seem to get fewer... But sometimes the hard times hit you...
I realize this race is a tough one for me. I saw Joe train every day to run it. He was able to run the 8k one time. At the beginning of the race, they ask all survivors to remain standing and everyone else takes a knee...This was overwhelming the first time and gets harder and harder for me each year. It is amazing to see the survivors standing. But heart-breaking to not see the one who got me to do this race in the first place...He was able to stand 2 years (the 2nd year he completed the 1 mile).
As my frustration with this disease increases and my frustration with not seeing Joe - I am brought back to a comment a man made a few years ago. His wife had died from cancer and he was speaking on her behalf - he stood in front of a crowd and said, "I am a survivor." No, he did not have the actual tumor - but he is a survivor. This really hit me...We may not have the actual disease - but we are all survivors. We survive watching others take the battle on personally - we support them - we help them survive and we try to survive ourselves. So - today when I take my knee, I will cheer and support all the standing survivors and all the survivors that took a knee with me.
We will survive!
I realize this race is a tough one for me. I saw Joe train every day to run it. He was able to run the 8k one time. At the beginning of the race, they ask all survivors to remain standing and everyone else takes a knee...This was overwhelming the first time and gets harder and harder for me each year. It is amazing to see the survivors standing. But heart-breaking to not see the one who got me to do this race in the first place...He was able to stand 2 years (the 2nd year he completed the 1 mile).
As my frustration with this disease increases and my frustration with not seeing Joe - I am brought back to a comment a man made a few years ago. His wife had died from cancer and he was speaking on her behalf - he stood in front of a crowd and said, "I am a survivor." No, he did not have the actual tumor - but he is a survivor. This really hit me...We may not have the actual disease - but we are all survivors. We survive watching others take the battle on personally - we support them - we help them survive and we try to survive ourselves. So - today when I take my knee, I will cheer and support all the standing survivors and all the survivors that took a knee with me.
We will survive!
The shoes are shined and ready to run.
...And a Note from the Funny Farm...
With the Easter season quickly approaching us, Miss Skittles has been feeling the stress of the upcoming basket deliveries. Being the smart rabbit she is, she is seeking help from a more youthful generation this year. (I think Miss Mags can pass as a rabbit...)
The is a picture of Mags during a time test. Skittles was seeing how fast she can hop in and out of the cage...
Hoping this week brings sunshine and memories your way.
Hugs -
Rach
Hugs -
Rach
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