Supportive Boys
24 Oct
Team Boys
You might gather from John’s shirt that we’re posing here after the Race for the Cure. We’re not. That was just a shirt I grabbed from my box of breast cancer gear, and since John needed some garb, and it fit, he threw it on. (The shirt came from my aunt who does the event each year and then sends me the shirt.)
Making Strides Against Breast Cancer is the event we did today. It’s my fifth year running in the 5K, and the fifth year my team of boys has rallied around me in support. One of these years, I’m thinking they’re going to lace up their shoes and run with me (hey, if they can master 2 miles, 3.2 is not far off), but for now, they hang out in a nearby park and play, and they always race to the finish line to snap photos and video when they see me getting close. Today, they danced. And while I’d like to claim they were doing a few victory moves for mom, I’m pretty sure they were just rockin’ to a KISS song booming in the background. No hard feelings, though. Only happy thoughts about three boys who are always by my side.
