It was a beautiful Saturday morning, the air was crisp and the sky was clear. We arrived at the stadium with a sense of reverence and respect for all of those suffering from this horrendous disease. We joined in the excitement of fellow supporters and celebrated blessings and life together. As we sloshed through wet grass and red grainy dirt we made our way to the family tent. My dad stood proudly next to my mom sitting on her scooter. She smiled and the unspoken “thank you” beamed from her eyes. Shirts were passed out, breakfast was devoured and coffee carefully sipped on. As family and friends trickled in- the conversations and reunions began to resonate deep within my soul. So much love and support overflowed from that tiny tent we were gathered under. We all rallied around mom as she began to lead us on the walk, each member taking their turn walking beside her, encouraging her and showering her with love. Like the true champion she is- she stood up from her scooter and graciously walked the last ¼ mile of the walk. As family and friends held her steady she walked across that finish line with a smile that beamed across the field. Emotions rang loud and fierce. With no detail untouched mom sat under the tent and “spoke” words of gratitude to each supporter. Even in the midst of such a bittersweet day, my mom managed to touch each life that came to support her.
For all those who walked, gave money, sent prayers… thank you. Thank you from the depths of my soul for not only loving on her but loving on the rest of us as well. Each one of you holds an incredibly special place in our hearts. Each day we are making memories… thank you for being a part of our story.
These pictures are just a glimpse of our day. My sister in law- MaryRose captured these beautifully. (for those who attended... an email will be sent with a link to the pictures- there are over 200!)