I also think back to the first year I ran this event. With the handsomest 1 year old, just fresh on his walking legs, pacing the street down town ssssuuuuper early before the race. I think about how I wondered if I would be able to walk for 5 kms and I think about how one year earlier I was facing my own medical mysteries and struggles.
This year - we arrived and parked in our regular race day parking spot. We loaded up the stroller with goodies, water, entertainment for Sammy and my camera. We went to the start line. Sam and I ran a couple little warm up races... Sam tripped and I got to wipe the rocks from his hands and tears from his eyes. We talked with Sam about what we could see, I could see his smile catching peoples' eyes and the smile he always received in return. And when the warm up music came on and everyone starting moving, I felt happy to be there and excited to run and proud of the smart/beautiful/hilarious little boy in the stroller and crazy about the man at my side. Life is good.
Our yearly startline photo together |
We found Ronald McDonald wandering around after the race. We scored a picture AND a sticker! |
Two best guys. |