When I got there and saw a field of pink, including a huge pink ribbon made of balloons, pink tents, pink stage, pink shirts, pink hats, gloves, socks, and scarves - I felt like a kid in the candy store. I saw the tent titled "SURVIVOR" and wanted to rush right over there. I had a sense of belonging and knew that a huge percentage of the people I looked at and who looked at me, could relate in a way that others just don't understand.
We registered, mom and I got our faces temporary tattooed, I hit up the survivor tent, Terry and I talked with our local news station, and then, with hundreds of others, we walked the 5k in 38 degree weather.
Things to be grateful for today: Surviving, my mom who walked with me and my emotional reunion with a friend I haven't seen in years.