Walking For A Change

This weekend has inspired me guys, and the world better look out.

I went with the girls from work to Relay for Life up at Rentschler Field in honor of Macy's mom.  It was my first Relay and I was excited to support a coworker who unfairly lost her mother to cancer at an early age.  Macy isn't even 21 yet; she shouldn't have had to go through that.  I had heard from Mary Lou how beautiful Macy's mom was and how much Macy looked like her.  The picture at the camp ground just proved both of those statements to be absolute fact.

Macy was happy to have us there to support her.  I don't know if she really expected us to show up but we did, and we did several laps while we were there.  And it was humbling to say the least.  To see all these people at Relay walking to find a cure, it was heart warming.  Yes, many of these people lost loved ones to cancer, but there they were in their memories.  And the survivors?  They were the most amazing part of the whole day.

As I was completely each lap, I couldn't help look at all the lumanaries and get choked up by all the people who were lost because of this horrible disease.  But how much we are making strives to fight cancer.  I don't know why I didn't really think of Papa, but I was reminded of Christian a lot.  I wish he was there and still able to conquer the world like he had been.  But for every "Miss you Mom or Dad" I saw, I wanted to do something to make a difference.  For my loved ones.  For Macy who wrote she had amazing friends.  But especially for all my loved ones who have been effected by this awful disease.

I've decided to look into helping a friend organize Relay closer to home.  Ricky has been working with Relay since high school and when I was telling everyone I wanted to do something more with it at the beach, they said he needed help with it this year.  And I really want to do something.  I like the idea of someone's legacy continuing on with this wonderful cause of Relay for Life.

Hey world, I'm coming for you!

There Really Isn't a Dull Moment With You

A good family friend said the above quote to me this past Sunday when I told him about cutting  my finger with the bread knife.  He sort of laughed at me because he knew about Henry and this whole inside problems

That quote however perfectly embodies my life this afternoon.

After getting my blood drawn and being told I was not needed at work tonight, I realized what a beautiful day it was.  I did not want to do the whole exercise thing without anyone home, ya know in case I get hurt, so I figured now that Mom was home, I could go for a little bike ride.  Because it's beautiful ya know? WELP, in preparations for said bike ride, and to ease my mother's mind, I decided to make a little note on my hand.

I thought this would ease her mind a little, because in case anything WERE to happen to me, at least the EMTs would know that 1. I was on blood thinners and 2. That number could be called to help a girl out.

Overall it felt GREAT exercising again (first real time since the whole adventure began) although my legs KILLED after.  You know when you live in the woods/suburbs when you go by roadkill which completely grossed me out.  Luckily I was on a bike this time and not running by which I have done as well.  I had to walk the bike up the hill.  If you have ever been to my house, you would understand.