what we have here is a failure to communicate

Well, it’s now official. I am going to walk a marathon. And then a half marathon. 39 miles in two days. A weekend in May. Me and over a thousand others. Boston. For the greater good. For myself.

I am going to participate in the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer. I have been looking for something to do that would be fulfilling to me but would also make an impact on the world. In order to do the walk I have to raise a minimum of $1,800, so this will be a challenge for me on two fronts. The physical part of it will be fairly easy when compared to the fundraising. I’ve never done anything like it before. I’m going to have to have a bake sale or a car wash or something…!

I am excited to see what happens, to see how much money I can raise, and meet new people. I feel really good about doing this thing. Even though the walk is for breast cancer, I am doing it for every person I have known who has battled any kind of cancer – aunts, uncles, my father, the grandmother I never met, friends, and the parents of friends. I’m doing it for myself and for my sisters.

I keep thinking of Miss Rumphius, and her lilacs, and her grandfather’s words; while traveling and seeing the world is all fine and good, she must do something to make that world more beautiful. I have done a lot for myself over the past couple of years, and have worked hard in order to make money so that I could have fun. That’s all well and good, but now it’s time to do something for someone else. Help make the world a better place. And I think I’ll still have a little fun in the process!