Really, this is January 2017?? Sista, that means 5 years ago today life was normal for us (us being those that know and love you) and a few of us were preparing for a weekend trip to the mountains. That was such a fun weekend but signs that I didn't realize were there. Those signs...not the focus on this blog. Talking about you is probably one of my favorite things to do though it is often through tears or choked words...but more often with smiles and laughs which are definitely my favorites! At this point, I am the same age you were when you passed away. You would've been 52 in April and I will be 52 in May. Considering you are my older sister, I certainly never thought about catching up until much later in life. NOT my call and most definitely not my plan, but that isn't the focus of this blog either! To have had you as a Sista was certainly amazing.
The point of this blog is to talk about family and most specifically Finn. She is a fun, loving, compassionate, energetic, outdoor loving, best hugging 2 year old!
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A Birthday hug for Bon Bon
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So, today is May 2nd 2017. I am 52 years old and I have been looking to this birthday with mixed emotions! Sista, you did not make it to your 52nd birthday...hard to imagine but true. You died in February before your 52nd birthday in April. In some ways I feel like I'm just learning to live and others I feel like the wise old owl! Look at the face in the pics and can you believe that we will have another little angel come September (when I started this blog in January I didn't know about this newest little angel.) She will be different than Finn but I know she will show the love that Finn does now! It's modeled every single day! The joy that comes with new life battles the grief that's lost with lives gone. I wake up each and every day thankful to be ALIVE, knowing full well that it could be my last! I try to live it with that knowledge-
This weekend will be the Cindy Roof Wilkerson Foundation 5k, "RUN SO KIDS CAN PLAY" and whether we make money off of this event or not we are raising awareness of Cindy's Place and the importance of building a community of movers!
I have yet to blog without an uncontrollable weeping session which is why it is my therapy. If you know me well you know that I'm not a writer. Actually, I hate it! I remember being in elementary school and writing "I will not talk in class" or "I will not disrupt class" or "I will not (I don't know but I'm sure I did something else!!)" 100 times. I even had a spiral notebook full of "I will not..." so I could fill in the blank at night. And in 4th grade I remember HATING Creative Writing! I attribute it to writing as punishment which is my main argument to this day for exercise as punishment. Walking or any other form of exercise should NEVER be used as a source of punishment and taking a recess shouldn't be either! So, blogging as an outlet for me is an interesting thought but it just goes to show that we can make mistakes and still make some changes later on!
So, even if you hated exercise when you were young just know that feelings can change. I learned to write and you can learn to exercise! Come walk with us Saturday and celebrate being alive! Run/Walk so kids can play because we ALL want to play sometime.
If you read this it's because you love SOMEONE that loved Cindy and for that I am forever grateful!
Because she was loved, others make relationships and connect by communing together in Cindy's Place at Springdale Elementary. Aren't we fortunate?!
