When you doubt that people are giving, strong, peaceful, supportive and fantastic that just means that you are no longer looking in the right place. So, what you need to do is go out and sign up for the Race for the Cure and my friends you will no longer be a doubter. You will believe that people are great!
It breaks my heart to know that so many people are affected by breast cancer, but I am hopeful and amazed by what is being done on a daily basis to make sure that one day this cancer will no longer take any of our loved ones away.
Sunday morning I woke up both kids early, got them ready and headed out to the race with my two favorite women in the world…Mom and Shannon. We got the kids strapped into the running stroller and made our way to the start of the 5k run…

Brook and Blake in the Running Stroller for the Breast Cancer Run
As we got to the start of the race, we saw a sea of people here to support their Mom, Grandma, Sister, Aunt, Friend, Co-Worker, Daughter and any other person that was going through, went through or lost their battle with breast cancer.
Mom and the Kids...
I always get emotional seeing the names, pictures and stories behind this disease. I saw a 87 year old woman walking for her grand-daughter and I saw a family of three young girls and their Dad with their Mom who fought the disease and won. I really did see so many more people with their own stories…but, those two stand out in my mind.

The Start Line View
There were company groups there, families and people who just wanted to support this great cause. We are there because of the women in our lives just as much as for every other women out there too.

Me With My Shanny...My Best Bud
When we started the run, I thought about my girls…Mom Fermanian and Karissa Ma. I also kept in mind Sara Sullivan who’s story has rocked my very core. She had her whole family life ahead of her…Her husband and their newborn daughter and because of this cancer, she was only able to be with Chloe for a few short days. It isn’t right…

Brook Running Part of the Race
On a lighter note of this race, Brook really wanted to get out of the stroller and run…The picture of her above captures her running in action. I think she ran for about a 1/2 a mile total. Some in the middle and some at the end near the finish line. She would pump her arms and was very excited to be a part of the race. Of course I heard a few people exclaim how cute she was while running and my heart swelled up with pride. She may learn to love running, she may one day hate it…but, for now she is happy running with us and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Brook and Mommy at the Finish Line
So it was a magical and beautiful morning. I spent it with some of the people I love the most and I did my part for operation “Second Base”. Or you can say I was, “Running for the Jugs,” or doing my part to, “Save the Tatas.” You pick.
All I know is these are the moments that make life wonderful…moments with family, moments with inspiration and hope, moments of joy.
Let’s all do our part to help Breast Cancer Research…







