|We just picked up our walk packets.|
I learn a lot from my kids. Before I had kids, I always thought it went the other way. I would teach them about this or that. Since becoming a parent, I have learned the truth of the matter. Often, they teach me humility and patience, but that isn’t exactly the lesson I learned this week. Not exactly, anyway. This week my youngest Jami taught me about what’s really important in life.
Jami brought home a form from Weberwood Elementary encouraging families and students to join their team and participate in the West Virginia Komen Race for the Cure on May 4 in Charleston. My first instinct was to blow it off, hope she forgot about or say we didn’t have the time. That Saturday is going to be pretty busy. We have a Girl Scout event and a soccer game and…
A few days ago, a girl I knew in high school died after fighting cancer for three and a half years. Throughout her battle, she wanted nothing more than to live and be healthy for her young daughter. She hated how it took over their lives. I hadn’t spoken to Teresa since graduation, although she sent me a nice note when someone sent her a copy of one of my children’s books. Her passing really affected me, though. It made me stop and think about cancer, what it does to families and my other friends who have survived it…and those who haven’t. It also made me stop and think about my two daughters and what it would be like for them to lose a parent.
So I sat down and registered us for the walk. We’ll be walking, not running. Honestly, mowing the grass the other day, I rolled my foot and definitely did some damage. I full-well expect it to hurt. Doesn’t really matter, though, in the grander scheme of things.
If you’re interested in walking, visit the Komen West Virginia page, join a team or set up your own. Get out there and walk. If you can’t be there, there’s even a Sleep In for the Cure option. You can also make a pledge to support our walk if you want.
Do whatever you want or you can, but it really is time for little girls to stop losing their mommies.