Sunday, November 6, 2011

The ants go marching one by one hurrah hurrah......

This Saturday November 5th our family participated in our first JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes.

I woke up Saturday morning a little anxious about how the day would go. The night before we got hit with a sudden storm. Lots of wind, and rain falling so loudly in the middle of the night that it managed to wake up all three of my children. All at different times thank you very much.

However, my anxiety was short lived. There weren't many clouds left in the sky. The previous nights storm had dropped the temperature by more than 20 degrees, with the days high expected to be 64. I was very thankful for the cooler weather.

Once we arrived, we pulled into the parking lot and waited for the rest of our family/team to join us. Nothing says good morning like the crisp cool fall air as it stings your cheeks. You could feel the excitement build with each new arrival. Some of our family members traveled a long distance to support Connor. (Thanks Danny, Sarah, Andrew, Molly, and Katy)

There were so many people there. Dare I say several thousands? All there for the same purpose, to walk/support/love the people in their lives affected by Type 1 diabetes. 

It was an amazing day. I don't feel like I can fully capture what I felt with words. 

Every step was unity....

Every step was support....

Every step was strength...

Every step was love...

At one point during the walk we had to take a brief break to allow others from our team to catch up. And our kids being kids took full advantage of this opportunity to roll down the hill. (I apologize if any of our kids ran into you/splashed you/or encouraged your children to engage in said hill rolling. Connor's Commandos are trend setters what can I say?)

Once the walk was completed I felt such a huge sense of accomplishment and purpose. As I looked around at fellow walkers and wondered were they walking for their child? Were they walking for a friend? Were they walking for someone they loved? I know we were all there to support different people but our stories were all the same. Each of our lives had been impacted by the same disease. Our daily lives had some sense of sameness.

Same insulin injections.

Same blood sugar testing.

Same fears.

Same worries.

Unified in the same strength.

Same courage.

 Same hope.

We spent the rest of the day laughing, playing, and enjoying each others company.

 Bounce house shenanigans

Thank you to our family and friends who supported our efforts this year. It means more to me than you could ever know. It's a cause that is so very tender to my heart, and I feel so blessed to have so many people in my life who support, love and encourage me everyday.

I look forward to next year, and every year until there is a cure.