My daughter Lynn signed me up for facebook!
Can you believe it? I hardly keep up with this blog, let alone facebook. I've confirmed some friends and read a couple of messages, and I've even written on a couple of peoples' walls, but that is about it. I haven't taken any time to figure out how the whole thing works and I don't know when that will happen. Nikki and family will be here this weekend, so I guess that I'm going to get a crash course in facebook. Now, as we know, that does not guarantee that I will actually post anything or even read the messages. I will try, but I'm not promising anything.
There has been lots happening lately and even though they will sound like excuses, they are the reasons I haven't posted in AGES!
I've had a few medical issues to deal with, including a brief stay in the hospital and taking some medicine that has just thrown me for a loop. I'm hoping that we are on the right track now and things will settle down so I can sew, quilt and post (both on this blog and on facebook!).
This past weekend was the Cleveland Breast Cancer 3-Day event and I had medical permission to attend the event and work on the lunch crew as planned. I know that I will need permission to walk in Dallas in November, but that's a while away and I know that I will be ok for it!
Anyway, the event was great - very emotional, tiring, and exciting all at the same time. I met some amazing people during my four days (crew has to be there one day early for training) and in that short time, I feel like we've been friends forever. When I talk to people who have dealt with cancer and other issues and they have such a wonderful outlook on life, it puts things in perspective for me. I think that the timing for this event and my medical issues was perfect. I needed to be reminded of what is really important in life and that there is always someone out there who has more to deal with than me! (I often forget that it really ISN"T all about me.)
I saw husband and wife teams walking together, crewing together, as well as wives walking and husbands working on the crews. (We had 3 men on our crew who's wives walked.) It was touching to see the men's concern for their wives and the relief when they saw them approach the lunch stop. They were able to take a break from working to enjoy a little time with their wives and help them regain the strength and desire to stand up and walk the final 10 miles for the day. I saw pride, concern and love as the wives came around the bend and entered the "tunnel of support" to welcome them back to camp each night. I was touched and glad that Jack and Lynn were with me.
I look forward to Dallas and walking with Jack and his cousin Pattie who is a breast cancer survivor. I know that this will be a challenge, but I know I can do it again! I'll keep you posted on how my training and fundraising is going!
Thanks for "listening!"
