I’m walking in the American Heart Association’s 5K Heart Walk to raise funds for heart disease and stroke research and education. I have joined the team The Super Santori’s to stand by my friend Heather’s side as we walk in memory of her dad who recently passed away.
Events like Heart Walk make a difference. Through education and research, the American Heart Association is working to build healthier lives for all Americans.
Click on the link below to visit my fundraising page to make a secure, tax-deductible donation and find out more about why I’m participating in the Heart Walk. No amount is too small! Every dollar amount gets us closer to our goal.
Thank you in advance for your donation and support! Life. Life is why we have the American Heart Association’s Heart Walk.
Stay Spooky and Supportive!
Tomorrow marks another year my Mom has been gone. With the weather being so unpredictable and rumors of more snow tomorrow I decided to take advantage of the sunshine and go to the cemetery today instead. When Frank and I got there I couldn’t believe my eyes. The butterfly bouquet and the porcelain owl I put out there last time was still there and had survived the insane, harsh, deep freeze, Chicago winter! I couldn’t believe it.
I added the new flowers to the mix that was still there and texted my brother about it. I sent along this picture that I took/edited and said…
“They are still here… tough as nails… just like you and me… just like Mom” 😉
His response “hell yeah!”
My Mom might not have conquered cancer but she was the strongest person I have ever known! She was a tough cookie! And remembering that about her is what helped give me strength during my surgery and recovery process this past year. I might have had my break downs but I made it through it and I know she was there for me during it all. All the signs she sent to me and my brother have been taken to heart and seeing this today was yet another reminder of her presence and to stay strong! The irony though. Me even typing the word “strong” while tears roll down my face. I guess no matter how strong you are you can’t help but miss someone so much. To feel like a void is missing from your life that can never be filled. And knowing no matter what you do and no matter who comes in and out of your life that it will never go away. Does that make you a stronger person? A weaker person? Who knows. All that I know is that I miss everything about her and that I will never forget all that she was and all that I hope to be because of her.