The true meaning of “labor of love” came into fruition once again in my life when we walked today. Six miles is a really, really, REALLY long time. I’m not sure why they make the walk so long, but it is and although by mile three I thought my shoes had turned into hot burning coals below my feet, I still continued on because how could I not?
My feet have been up all afternoon, I have blisters on my feet and throbbing muscles in my legs, I’m tired and I have a sun burn. But we had Papa John’s and Miller Lite tonight and a day dedicated to our precious boys. I have to say, this day could not have been much better. (although, I wish we weren’t there at all, if you now what I mean.)
There were hundreds of people walking today, honoring someone, somewhere and it was unbelievably beautiful.
But my God, I wish I could put into words the love that I felt deep into my soul walking with so many amazing people. And not just walking side by side with these people, but also hearing the cheers from people via twitter & email and knowing that so many people expressed their love with a donation to our team.
I often wonder what I did to deserve losing James and Jake, did I give someone a dirty look? Did I lie? What did I do? Haven’t I always been a good person? But on the other hand? I also wonder what I did to be so loved by so many people.
When they died I never imagined that anything good could EVER come out of their deaths. And then I reflect on today and realize that these two boys, their spirit and their presence ARE the the good that came out of their death. It’s painfully beautiful.
It’s a gift. One that I hold very, very close to my heart. But not as close as the gift of so many people who really love James and Jake. Knowing THAT is what helps me sleep at night.
Speaking of sleep. That is just what I need right now.
Just look at this beautiful team.
There are TONS of photos from today’s walk right here. Please feel free to take a look and guess what? You can comment on the pictures which is just fun for everyone. And I have to warn you, there are so many pictures of me up there that I’m uncomfortable sending you over there, but I will anyway. You’re welcome.
I mean, I’m sorry.
Thank you for all of the love.