So, my sister flew to Chicago, stayed a couple days, and then we did the long and grueling drive back to Rochester together.
Bright and early on the 12th a big bunch of us met at my sisters house to head over to the race. I was touched by how many of our friends and relatives decided to join us!
We added a bunch of folks to our group along the way. The gentleman with white hair is Meaghan's father, the woman who the race was started by and named for. I had the opportunity to meet him and chat a little. How awful to have to lose a child, but how wonderful that he has turned his grief into a way to raise money and awareness for a great cause.
Our Great Aunt Ann, who will be 83 next month did the walk with us. I actually had to run to catch up to her because she took off like a shot! She is one spunky lady (she does pilates and has abs of steel!).
Our whole group had a wonderful time together. We all went out for lunch after the race and enjoyed each other some more!
Losing our Mom was really tough, but we couldn't have picked a better and more fitting way to honor her memory. I know she was smiling down on us that day!
Losing our Mom was really tough, but we couldn't have picked a better and more fitting way to honor her memory. I know she was smiling down on us that day!
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