Saturday was our local Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure. My mom is a three year breast cancer survivor, so we went to honor her. My sister and I did the 5K together. We have not run together since October of last year. She has a two year old and not much free time. We ran a little, walked a little, and talked the whole way. I think our mom enjoyed having all of us there with her. We certainly enjoyed having her there with us.
There was a ceremony to recognize the survivors, lots of booths, and lots of friends. When my mom crossed the finish line of the 1 mile walk, they announced that she was a survivor. She was delighted. It was also my sister's first time to go through a finish chute and she got a kick out of that. (I'll make her into a triathlete, yet...) We were very silly all day, but underneath that we were a little teary-eyed with gratitude that we still have our mom. Here's to all the survivors out there!