almost...thirty-one

I've been thinking about this post all day, and what I would write. I wasn't banking on the news of the Boston Marathon explosions. I wasn't banking on feeling...

...stunned...saddened...shocked...sick. 

The runners --and their families, friends, and cheerleaders-- started out this morning with such pride in their cause, and their day ended in such tragedy. Even those who finished well before the explosions, their day --their accomplishment-- was forever marred.

Boston's day was forever marred.

The entire country's day was forever marred.

Today has just been...unreal.

I'd been thinking about my post today, and how I was going to write about the fact that this last year didn't end up the year I'd had planned for myself, and how this coming year would be better. How this year I would make sure to meet my goals.

Then, the explosions at the Boston Marathon happened, and all of a sudden, my thoughts of my tomorrow seemed a whole lot less important.

My thoughts and prayers are with everyone who was --and is still-- there, both physically and mentally. May God bless, and keep you all.



And may justice quickly be served upon those guilty of this COWARDLY act of terror..

a race and a request...

On October 13th, I'll be participating in my FOURTH year of the Dempsey Challenge! 

As I did last year, I'll be running the 10K in memory of my Auntie, who lost her life to lymphoma on July 20, 2011. 

There are so many families out there like mine; whose lives are touched and torn by cancer. Please consider supporting me as I try to help in making their journeys a little easier by raising funds for the Dempsey Center. 

Help me reach my goal? :)

I appreciate it so very much!!