A couple more tough days to get through...

Just made it through Mother’s day now here is Father’s day staring me in the face. Same as Mother’s day all the commercials on the TV and radio, along with the constant SPAM emails about Father’s Day, it is killing me. It has been 5 years and seems like it was yesterday. Well it will be 5 years in September. Spent my time before Mother’s Day avoiding Wal-Mart and need to do the same now. Father’s Day cards right at the front when you walk in. I want to go over to them but know I can’t. I’ll do like I did for Mom, light a candle on that day and watch videos and cry my eyes out. Or my new favorite thing to do is sit on my picnic table and look over at Dad and Mom’s house and I can remember so many memories. Memories they do the body, mind and soul good. GOT MEMORIES?

This Friday is the Relay for Life. Talk about being so proud and eyes drowning in tears, watching Dad along with Kim walking his Survivor lap. Yeah he brought up the rear but he walked it on his own and had to listen to Kim the entire time, that is a feat in and of it’s self. This came up all of a sudden; thanks to a coworker for reminding me otherwise I might not have made it. Won’t be able to stay like I normally do cause we are heading to Indiana for the Scott Reunion. I’ll make my laps though and I will have Dad right there with me. Plus there will be laps for Renee, Jeannie, Rick, Bob, Aunt Betty, Uncle Denzil, Grandma’s, Uncle Jr., Larry W, Larry C, Chuck, Carl, plus many other friends and family and also the survivors, my big Bro Charlie and Aunt Edna. It really pisses me off at how this list keeps growing. Pardon my language but cancer FUCKING SUCKS!!!!!!

If you haven’t ever been to a Relay for Life take some time out of your busy schedule and go. To see all the luminaries, especially when they shut off the lights. To see the survivors making their lap. To be able to stay all night and the energy resonating from the teams. To see all those names, especially the ones you know. What a way to honor mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends for the courageous battle that they are fighting or to memorialize the ones that fought battle after battle only to loose the war. Here is to hoping and praying for a cure for this dreadful disease.