I Have a Dream.....

So I have this dream. I know that anyone who follows me on Facebook, or the 4 people who read this blog, are probably thinking, "Enough Already!" about the 3-Day. Only 54 more days, my friends. Fifty-four more days.

But I've come to the realization in the last few weeks that while I have always done the walk for my Mom, in her honor and then in her memory, no one who is walking with me really knew her.

On this team of 45, I think Anthony Patton is the only one who even knew her at all. Last year, I got to share this experience with Michelle. It rocked. But this year, we're running short on team members who realize from first-hand experience how much our family, our community, our lives have missed out on since she's been gone.

So I have this dream. I think it would be so amazing to share this experience with a whole bunch of people who loved my Momma -- warts and all. A whole bunch of people who would remember that you couldn't eat dinner without her eating off your plate. That would remember that she could brag about her grandkids with the best of them.

I've shared that dream the last couple of weeks.

And then Saturday I received a letter from a friend of Mom's. Mom and Keitha grew up together in Old Fluvanna and were thick as thieves. Keitha thought of Mom as more a sister than a friend.

Keitha has been diagnosed with a rare and aggressive form of uterine cancer. Things are looking better than they were, but this cancer stuff is such a very scary thing. Please pray for her.

Cancer Sucks. And that's all I have to say about that.