For Nanny.
For everyone's own Nanny.
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| Courtesy of Palmetto Health Foundation 2012 |
October 6.
October 6. October 6. I've been obsessing about this date for what seems like months now. October 6 was the day of Palmetto Health Foundation's Walk for Life/Race for Life 5K. October 6 was the day I realized that I'm not the only one.
The back story.
This summer was the first time I had a real job in the healthcare field. And the first time I realized how badly your feet will hurt. During one of my attempts to rest those tired feet of mine, I stumbled upon the Walk for Life 5K on the interwebs. Suddenly I knew this was my chance. My chance at finally taking a stance against breast cancer and fight back by walking those aching feet.My reason was simple. Do it for Nanny. Do it for her. She's my beloved grandmother and fighting the recurrence of breast cancer that has spread to her bones after she was in the clear for 15 years. She is the woman I want to be. And if I do something, anything... then this is the time to do it.
The walk.
When Boyfriend and I arrived at Finlay Park, the mass crowd of white and pink overwhelmed every single coping skill I had. There were children running, vendors selling, ladies stretching, men talking and dogs barking. It was almost too much to bear.As I stood watching everyone, Boyfriend grabbed my hand and lead the way. Hand in hand. Weaving in and out. Even avoiding Spiderman at one particular junction. He was here for me and here her, too.
But then I had a thought. I didn't come here for me. I came here for her. And as I looked around, I realized that everyone else was here for their own special someone, their own nanny, too.
