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Pretty In Pink for Komen


Watching my two year old run around this lap with such joy on her face made me tear up. I thought of my Grandma a lot as we rounded the corners and people were cheering the kids on. She battled breast cancer twice and the second round did her in. She didn't want to fight anymore. She missed Grandpa, her brother, sister and son. She was ready to go. I wish my Grandma could have known my daughter. I hear tell she's just like me when I was a kid which frankly scares the shit out of me. I was nothing like this. Nothing. I'll find a way to prove it. Hearing the crows cheer the kids on gave us goosebumps. I didn't expect this emotional tidal wave to overtake me and yet there I was, bawling like a baby at times.



The next day, Mother's Day, Peanut, my SIL Fluffy and I headed back out to the MOA for the 5k walk. We saw so many signs that people made for their loved ones. One lady was walking for her dad. We cried a lot that day. After the walk, they had an event for the survivors inside. I can't tell you how inspiring it was to look down and see them.





What a great day and what a great Mother's Day tradition.

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