Walking for the Cure

Today I was one of 1100 people  who ran, walked or rolled their way over a 5 km course on a perfect fall day.  Together we raised over $165,000 towards finding a cure for this detestable disease, and as I held hands with my loved ones and friends, I was deeply moved by the strength of their solidarity and unwavering support.  

Wendy and I

Real men DO wear pink hats!   Rick and Cliff

      

We rode on a wave of pinkness and hope, laughter and tears and celebrated in the simple joy of a day well spent with very good folk.  Hearing the cheers from well-wishers and the friendly honks of bypassing cars made us feel invincible. 

I dedicated my walk to my mother-in-law, Margaret, a courageous fighter and breast cancer victim, who slipped away from us at sunrise yesterday morning.   We knew that she would have wanted us to carry on with the walk, and so we did, with hope in our hearts and gratitude for the time that we shared.  Life is so fragile, isn't it?  Treasure the moments.

"Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops... at all."   -  Emily Dickinson