Although, I could have stood it a
little cooler. We got up EARLY,
& headed over to pick up Mom so
we could meet the rest of our girls
& guys downtown to walk in the
Komen Family Walk in the Race
for the Cure. As usual, we walked
in memory of Mary Opal Schoemaker,
mother...grandmother...wife...
matriarch of our family. This year
was also of significance because we
walked in honor of Jill. Jill...wife...aunt...
sister...friend...step mom...grandma...
the heiress to the matriarchal crown of
the Schoemaker family....and now
breast cancer survivor. SURVIVOR!
By the grace of God Himself...survivor.
Through the power of prayer...survivor.
Through love & support...survivor.
It was a distinct pleasure for us all
to accompany my Aunt Jill across the
finish line as a one year survivor of
breast cancer. What an inspiration she
has been to all of us...neices...nephews...
sisters...brothers...friends...familly.
All I can say is, "you go, girl!" We love
you!
The beautiful pink ribbon in the windows
of a downtown office building.
Over 50,000 participants, including many, many
survivors!
Hmmmm....very interesting! But totally cute!
Approaching the finish...
Finishing in the Survivor's lane...
Survivor's Parade