Yesterday, I found myself observing a sea of running pink t-shirts. The large group weaved in and out the garden maze as if hypnotized. Their faces focused and sweaty. They came in all sizes and shapes. Big, little and small.
Men, women and a few kids all going in one direction, going for one solution,
in the misty rain. At least that's what the banners and flags said.
The pink t-shirts were running for the CAUSE. Now that being the general idea, let's look at the pink t-shirts on the side. These people weren't running. Just standing or yelling. They didn't look passive or aggressive. But they looked PASSIONATE as if that moment meant everything. I couldn't hear the exact words, but I felt the emotion. Wasn't hard not to like them. They provided an electric atmosphere! And I admit I was 'caught up' too. I felt my foot tapping to the rhythm of the cause.
No matter how many times I see a RACE FOR THE CURE, it simply amazes me that complete strangers would be out there fighting for the SURVIVAL, running for the SOLUTION, and CARING about the effects.
For that moment in time, it doesn't matter about the color of your skin, the knot in your pocket or the weather. There are no obstacles. Just love and support. One positive goal and many positive directions for the cause.
Breast Cancer Awareness Month reminds us that everyone is in this boat together. It's one of the good things about life!
See you at the next run!
pj





