In 2004 my mom and I participated in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day walk for breast cancer in Chicago. I think it was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. Last week at work I saw a sign for a co-worker who is doing the walk in November and was asking for donations. I emailed her to get the donation link and told her about my experience and how excited I was of her to be walking. She said she was nervous because she didn't feel like she was ready for 60 miles. It is kind of crazy to walk 20 miles a day for 3 days. I told her that I felt the same way 9 years ago and couldn't have prepared myself for the pain I felt at the end. And even more so for the emotional exhaustion that came with 3 days of crying. I cried so much in 3 days....from the rows of people who cheered us on the way out, to the people who cheered on the side of the roads, to the stories that were told at dinner and the closing ceremonies with speeches from survivors. I cried a lot. I get choked up just thinking about it. And I'm sure none of it compares to what someone with breast cancer goes through.
So I came home from work last week and pulled out the scrapbook I did for the walk. I didn't even consider myself a scrapbooker back then and looking through this album I thought about how cool it was that I actually had patterned paper with pink ribbons. I was so happy to see all the photos and pieces I collected up to and during the walk, all together in one place.
It was a great reminder on how important scrapbooking and documenting life is to me. And I'm so proud to have been a part of the 3-day 9 years ago and I'm so proud of my co-worker who is doing it next month!