3-Day

Sunday was the first time I had ever semi participated in the Komen 3-day walk. Yes, I have donated to many people who have walked but I have never walked myself nor have I ever been on the route during the race until Sunday. A very good friend and I stood on Mill and 7th (actually on 7th) and passed out Casting for Recovery brochures to the walkers, noting that these were for a free weekend retreat for Breast Cancer Survivors. We passed them all out and were very pleased that we did not find many on the street on in trash cans.

BUT...

It is amazing...these people walking. There were costumes of ALL types and t-shirts with all kinds of sayings on them which were very entertaining, and also the ones with photos and names. Pink was everywhere. We yelled and whooped and hollered and clapped our hands and gave high fives. Us and a whole lot of others...cheering them on...thanking them for walking.

They are walking in memory of their loves ones who are waiting for the cure or for those that are gone because there is no cure. Some are walking for themselves. My feet hurt from standing, my hands from clapping but the tears shed made the pain go away and replaced them with returned feelings of what cancer does. She and I are both survivors and we know what cancer does and they are walking to raise money in hopes of finding a cure.

Between the millions raised from the Walk for the Cure and the 3-Day maybe one of those dollars will be the one spent that finds the cure for all of us.

I need to add to this that I was amazed at how organized and how caring everyone that were on the crews working the 3-day were. Breast Cancer sure touches a lot of people.