Today, I’m a middle-aged woman with great friends, a friendly family and excellent health: I couldn’t be any luckier. Who I am is a walker, a writer, a poet, an editor of other people’s words, an artist, a daughter, a sister, a sister-in-law, a cousin, a niece, an Atlantan. Our jobs, pleasures and relationships define us to an extent, but not entirely, which makes it difficult to say I am … an anxiety waiting to spread, a temper looking to spring, a joke ready to crack, a soul on patrol, a voice, a smile, a raised eyebrow. I can’t wait to meet myself on the road.
I've wanted to do this walk since I first heard about it, a few years after one of my best friends (and college roommate) history died of breast cancer. Lindsay Dirkx Brown left a husband and many friends who had known her for 35 years. But she also left three small children (Nicholas, Blair and Sydney) who would never have the privilege of knowing her for as long as the rest of us had. Those kids are grown now but I bet they still miss her as much as I do.
I'm walking this year thanks to Janice Calloway Cramer, a good friend in Dunedin, Florida I reconnected with last year when my brother (and her friend) died. Death parts us from those we love and brings us together with those we will love. Thanks, Little Brother
Please support me as I take an amazing journey in the fight against breast cancer!.
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