Sunday, September 27, 2009

A Week Away....

This time next week Sue's Crew will be assembled at Great Adventure for our maiden - and perhaps only - voyage as a 5K road race team. While running 3.1 miles before breakfast may not occcur to you - or right-minded people like you - as a sensible way to start a Sunday, I am really looking forward to it.

I am looking forward to it because it will be good to see (and in some cases meet) all of the other members of "the Crew" (Hey, am I allowed to say that? Tommy Lee and Nikki Sixx are not going to show up at my house now and threaten to beat me up - or worse force me to listen to that crap they have sold as music for the past two decades). It will also be good to see all of the other members of all of the other teams (the Race's literature states that annually approximately 15,000 people participate) who are there right along with the Crew running. All of us running as fast as we can, hoping to stay a step ahead of the enemy. All of us looking forward to the day - hopefully within our own lifetime - when such an event is no longer needed for the race will have been run and the cure realized.

And all of us looking forward to spending a bit of time in the early Autumn chill of a central Levelland morning with countless thousands of other people assembled for a reason similar to our own: to honor at least one woman who has lost the battle against this insidious disease and to try and protect all of our lives's other women for whom the battle may be in the offing. The energy and enthusiasm of such a gathering is palpable. A number of those assembled next Sunday will come to the Race having spent at least one dark moment somewhere - weeping over horrible news of which either one they love or they themselves was the recipient and - as in the case of Margaret and Suzanne - the darkest of moments when one they loved completely died while in their presence. Whether it is in spite of or because of the history that brings us together, Sunday will be a bright moment for all present. All of the darkness will be denied admission to the park - even if for just one day.

Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.

Roll tide.


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