My Wierd World
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"In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." Kahlil Gibran
Where are my legs when I need em?
Its hard to imagine that in bygone days, I used to walk a couple of miles to work and back on high heels. Today my daughter and I went to a Cancer Benefit...Relay for Life. It was held at one of the local high schools and all I had to do was walk a lap around the track field.
Lordy..you'd think I was 100 years old...the spirit was willing, but the legs were pretty pissed off! I've got a feeling I'm gonna sleep pretty well tonight!
I was surprised..very surprised at the emotional feelings that rose to the surface. I thought I had put that all away after the last radiation treatment. Apparently I haven't. Tears came easily and freely.
The committee who staged the race did a great job...survivors of this awful disease were given T-shirts..purple in color, lavender balloons and a medal symbolizing their win against cancer.
There were also luminaies placed around the track in memory of those who didn't win the battle.
Sad to say, there were many more luminaries than there were purple shirts.
To begin the activities, the survivors were the first on the track. Before we started walking the lap, we released our balloons into the air and as they rose toward the sky, people yelled, applauded and whistled. It was as if we were releasing the anguish that comes with this disease, letting it all go with the balloons. It was uplifting to say the least.
As we walked by the observers, the applause grew louder and louder....its difficult even now to write this without tearing up.
Its hard to describe exactly what I was feeling, I don't know that I even know what those feelings were. It was like one giant hug...a warmth ... a caring, that I've not felt before. It was amazing.
We stayed for awhile, watching and applauding the volunteers who walked and ran around the track to raise funds. There were a lot of them but I'm told not as many as in years past. I don't know if that's good or bad.
In any case, I felt an enormous feeling of gratitude to all those who came to help. They will be running and walking through the night with the closing festivities scheduled for sunrise. I won't be there in body, but I sure will be in thought.
Given the opportunity...people are good...and so is life.
Lordy..you'd think I was 100 years old...the spirit was willing, but the legs were pretty pissed off! I've got a feeling I'm gonna sleep pretty well tonight!
I was surprised..very surprised at the emotional feelings that rose to the surface. I thought I had put that all away after the last radiation treatment. Apparently I haven't. Tears came easily and freely.
The committee who staged the race did a great job...survivors of this awful disease were given T-shirts..purple in color, lavender balloons and a medal symbolizing their win against cancer.
There were also luminaies placed around the track in memory of those who didn't win the battle.
Sad to say, there were many more luminaries than there were purple shirts.
To begin the activities, the survivors were the first on the track. Before we started walking the lap, we released our balloons into the air and as they rose toward the sky, people yelled, applauded and whistled. It was as if we were releasing the anguish that comes with this disease, letting it all go with the balloons. It was uplifting to say the least.
As we walked by the observers, the applause grew louder and louder....its difficult even now to write this without tearing up.
Its hard to describe exactly what I was feeling, I don't know that I even know what those feelings were. It was like one giant hug...a warmth ... a caring, that I've not felt before. It was amazing.
We stayed for awhile, watching and applauding the volunteers who walked and ran around the track to raise funds. There were a lot of them but I'm told not as many as in years past. I don't know if that's good or bad.
In any case, I felt an enormous feeling of gratitude to all those who came to help. They will be running and walking through the night with the closing festivities scheduled for sunrise. I won't be there in body, but I sure will be in thought.
Given the opportunity...people are good...and so is life.
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