RACE FOR THE CURE

Last sunday, we walked the 5K race for the cure in memory of jared's mother... a survivor of breast cancer, who unfortunately passed away to another illness years ago. 

We have never walked before, but this year a close family friend was diagnosed and it shook us all up. My husband quit smoking and we wanted to commemorate and celebrate and donate and have it become a yearly thing we do as a family to fight this disease and support the women and families it affects.

It was a touching, emotional day... I would be a liar if I said I didnt cry the ENTIRE time. I was so puffy from tears of sadness, laughter and joy- that when I got home- I didnt even look like myself.

We also ended up walking an additional mile and a half to the car afterwards instead of taking the shuttle- so we were physically exhausted as well... it was such an overwhelming experience- I am eternally touched by it.

Jared and Ira starting off the walk strong....... 

Ira dancing her way through......
Liv clapping comfortably in the sling- I wore her the entire time in a mei tei and sling.... alternating between them when jared needed the sling for ira....
Ira refusing to take one. more. step. this is on the way to the car.... we bought this shirt when we registered... it reads, "when I grow up there is gonna be a cure"

Daddy using the sling to carry a very very very tired ira.....

 

it was a creed.....

.. written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.

Yes we can.

It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.

Yes we can.

It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.

Yes we can.

It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.

Yes we can to justice and equality.

Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.

Yes we can heal this nation.

Yes we can repair this world.

Yes we can.

We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics...they will only grow louder and more dissonant ........... We've been asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.

Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea --

Yes. We. Can.

it was a creed

... written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.

Yes we can.

It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.

Yes we can.

It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.

Yes we can.

It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.

Yes we can to justice and equality.

Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.

Yes we can heal this nation.

Yes we can repair this world.

Yes we can.

We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics...they will only grow louder and more dissonant ........... We've been asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.

Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea --

Yes. We. Can.