This morning Emily & I joined thousands of others in "The Race for a Cure," here in Indianapolis. This was the chosen event for her sorority, Chi Omega, and Mom's Day.I can't think of a better day to spend with my daughter.
It was a gorgeous day, perfect for the walk/run.
Thousands and thousands turned out for the event.
I can not tell you how much I appreciated getting to take this walk with her, to chat and visit. And to stand up to Breast Cancer.
If you look closely you can read the shirt.
The bottom says: "Save Second Base" .
Emily was afraid I would be offended. I wasn't at all. Catchy phrases always make people think. We saw many "Save the TaTas!", "Save Boobies (they are awesome!)", just to mention a few.
I don't know why I have always been so passionate about Breast Cancer awareness. Cancer has hit my family, but, not breast cancer. I had a lumpectomy at thirty. Luckily it was benign.
I had a friend, (actually, I knew her children better than her), that died just shy of her fortieth birthday, leaving her three children, Motherless. Her biggest fear was that her job raising them wasn't enough. Had she given them everything? Taught them all she could? She worried more about them than anything else the Cancer brought her. At her funeral, her son was about 12, and read a prayer. He prayed that.. "God would protect Mothers everywhere, like his own, that put he and his sisters first, Mothers that make sure their children have fun, that they spend time with their children and sacrifice for their children". I cried. Mary Ellen would be so proud.
Every time I hear this song from Sarah McLaughlin I think of Mary Ellen. It was the last thing played at her funeral. Then we took a ride past a favorite bar on the way to the burial. For MaryEllen.
This picture was taken after the walk and lunch. How is it Emily can look so cute after walking three and a half miles? I look like I felt. Needing a shower and to rest my tired legs!
