'Race for a Reason'

This last weekend, Bryan, Maranda and I were involved in a local 5k run. 

"Race for a Reason" is in their second year, and is a wonderful organization.  They are a non-profit group that enjoys running, and uses their donations/entry fees to support a designated local family in need.  They asked me to come and document with a few photos, but Maranda had decided that she wanted to try running.  Bryan was planning on running anyway, but when Randa decided to run, he opted to run WITH her, as this was her first 'real' run - - ever.

They were both pretty excited, but, I guess as they got started up a long hill, Bryan could tell that Randa was struggling.  

Being the 'awesome-all-knowing-wise' dad, 

*wink*

he used this opportunity for a teaching experience. 

He pushed her pretty hard, and they ended 

up finishing with a great time for beginners!

Much was discussed. 

Many personal things.  

I was not there.  I didn't know that all of this was going on. 

However, 

as they came around the corner, up the last leg of the run,

I could tell by expressions that something had happened. 

I knew it was something important 

when, 

the last little bit,

Bryan reached out to Randa, and grabbed her hand, 

and ran 

- and finished - 

holding her hand.

Supporting her to the end. 

As a mom, of course I had a lump in my throat.  

Not yet understanding what was going on, 

expressions were enough

to tell me that it was tender.

And very good to remember, 

that when we struggle, 

even though we have to run 

and FINISH the race ourselves, 

that 'Someone' is right next to us, 

holding our hand 

and offering support.

And at the end,  even if we throw up 

*smile*

the hug was all worth it.

i love you both

~k

I'm not sure I even remember how to post anymore?

Yes.  It's been too long.

But life get's a little hectic.

Last night, I had my spring piano recital. Nothing spectacular,

unless you happen to be a student!

It was simple, but got the job done. I held it at the

local retirement center. THAT was a good idea. The residence

seemed to enjoy it.  It gave my students a chance to play

in front of a much larger group than normal. But it was 

much less stress, and a lot less low key than the

"Stars of Tomorrow" that they had to perform in during February.

Either way. It's over. 

I'm glad.

Time for a break.

So we came home and played.

The last soccer games are tonight.

I will have to post photos of both teams.

As much as we've enjoyed coaching those little stinkers,

I will be very glad when that is over as well.

It's time for a good break.