The Race

Yesterday was such a surreal day. It was our second time racing for the cure as Creedon's Crusaders and oh what a difference a year has made. I know I haven't blogged much about mom's cancer or lack there of now, but it just felt too personal to really blog about besides to say she is doing GREAT! Basically mom has kicked cancer's ass. She has gone through multiple surgeries, drains, chemo, radiation, just to name the easy parts of all of this. We won't even mention the countless days spent in the hospital as a result of the chemo. These past 2 years feel like a dream and it is so easy to forget how bad it all was when everything is so great now. It makes me sad somedays because I find myself saying I am so glad these 2 years are over, but I don't want to forget the good while trying to block out the bad. 

Last year we were much more organized when it came to the race, but we already have ideas for next years race and yes it involves costumes and the hope that I can talk Mom into doing the 5k with us.

This year Nicole and I ran the 5k (and we didn't die and now I am pumped to get back to running), Emily and Debbie walked the it, and Mon and Jen walked the mile. My mom who just had surgery walked a freaking mile and with a head of curly grayish, brownish, blondish (she says) hair! This time last year she felt like crap and was bald as a newborn baby. Oh how much things can change in just a few months. We are so blessed to have this wild amazing woman still with us!

I think we will all have a lot to be Thankful for this Thanksgiving.