On Saturday, I made my 5K debut along with my sister, Anne, sister-in-law, Amy, my mom and Steven. This race is called "Running with Angels" and honors lost babies and supports families who will someday face this trial. It was such a great event--I really was just touched by all the love for the little ones who have made such a big impression on our lives.
We took one picture (the bottom one) before the race, when everything was dry, but almost as soon as we started the run, the rain came pouring down. We were thoroughly drenched by the end. My mom walked with Steven and I kept thinking how sorry I felt for him--that he was cold and wet and couldn't run fast. But he came cheerfully to the finish line (top left) and said as we were driving away, "It is a good thing I have a prosthetic leg because I only have one leg that is cold!" Ever the optimist!
It was fun to remember my angel baby, Daniel, but I couldn't help but feel that my dear family running with me and cheering us on have been my angels, too, to get me through these rough months and years. They represent only a small part of my angelic family and friends who have truly carried us when we couldn't go on. Where would I be without you all?
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