Heart

No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
-Buddha

I'm not sure I know enough words to fully describe the last 72 hours. Just imagine every word for generosity you can think of and roll it into one big emotion.

When Chris and I signed up to do the MS Walk in March, we imagined we would have plenty of time to raise some money. The website tells you that the average team raises $400 and is comprised of 4 people. Since there are two of us we set our goal at $200.

And as you all well know, life happens.

So Friday morning rolls around and I start pumping for donations on Facebook. The first one rolls in and we are excited...

...and the ball keeps rolling....

Can I channel my inner Sally Field here and just say " You like me....You really like me."

Because in 48 hours we managed to raise $500!!!!!!!!

That's two zeros my friends.

Five.Hundred.Dollars.

I have a debt of gratitude for each and every one of you. You have truly made me feel like one special lady. Even those who couldn't donate because your emotional support means millions to me as well. I texted a co-worker that I feel overwhelmed knowing that I have the best friends a girl could ever ask for. She agreed. She says it must be because I must be such a good friend. I hope she is right. And I now have a lot to live up to.

So here is a slurry of photos from this morning. Also, since I love to share what songs I've been jamming to lately. Here's a little video to provide the soundtrack. I downloaded this album to listen to on my flight back to Washington in March because I loved the Phillip Phillips song "Home" so much. And not surprisingly, I love this song even more. I fell in love from the first verse.

 MS Walk 2013

 

 

They gave me sharpie.

Chris and the official shirt. He also let me have control of the sharpie.

 

Ready to Walk!

 

We found The Dude. I wanted to invite him out for White Russians after the walk. Chris ix-nayed that idea.

And this happened. We walked past this church and well, how could you pass it up? I received a lot of cheers for running over and posing, but I didn't see anybody else do it. It turned out to be the greatest photo of my life. I want this etched on my tombstone.

 

Team Emerald City Exiles after the finish line! Our first 5K under our belts. Yes, it was a walk. But we have to start somewhere, right? We are signed up for another one in May. Our plan is to walk/jog.  Clearly we are overweight, but we are working on it. It's a marathon, not a sprint eh?

 

 

 

I had to take this photo for my girl Shauna. You're welcome.

 

 

Thank you again and again and all over again. Now go hug your loved ones. Eat chocolate. Or better yet, a Cool Ranch Dorito Taco. Because I finally gave in and tried one today. Life will never be the same.

 

And I will love you all long after you are gone, gone, gone.

We Are Timeless

Forgive me readers for I have sinned.

It's been nearly two months since my last blog and during this time countless things good and bad have occured.

I have made a stronger commitment to my well being and have been considerably less symptomatic than the last time you heard from me. I have taken all my vitamins everyday for the last two months ( But I'm still off my meds but you will have to forgive me for that.) I have forsaken working any hour beyond my scheduled time and am really trying to leave work at work and not worry about it during my off hours.

I have made great efforts to experience my life while it is happening. Hence, less blogging and less Facebook interactions. I have instead made efforts to hang out with real people and I think I have made a few friends.

I indulged in frequent flier miles and visted my Mother. And I gladly spent an enormous amount of money to spend a week with family when we lost our Grandmother Judy.

So in a way, this is a blog about death. Or living life. However you choose to think about it.

Chris and I are in love with a band called The Airborne Toxic Event. They are the best band you aren't listening to. The lead singer and songwriter Mikel Jollet has had some crap happen in his life and now he writes some beautiful music about it. Like me, he has an autoimmune disease. He has also suffered having 4 family members die close together. He is pretty obsessed with living and dying you might say, having his fair share while trying to absorb the mental mind fuck that is knowing that your body is its own worst enemy. Along the way, some girls dumped him. So he gave up his career as a successful writer and started writing songs.

I get him. I do.

I'm also pretty obsessed with living my life.

I'm going to spare you all of the details but Chris and I headed to San Francisco yesterday to see The Airborne at the Warfield Theater. They were incredible as always. They played their new single Timeless of the new album (that comes out on the 30th. Buy it.) and it resonated. Mikel explained that he wrote it after having 4 members of his family die including finding his Grandmother when she passed. We had already decided to drive to Half Moon Bay in the morning to see the ocean when we checked out the video for Timeless. It takes place at the ocean. Grandma Judy loved the ocean. I love the ocean.

Sometimes, so many things in your life just some together. And a song can definitly capture memories. I think I have found the song for this period of time.

 

I present to you Timeless by The Airborne Toxic Event

( and some pics from our trip to the bay)

 

 

 

We are, we are
We are timeless, timeless
Everything we have, we have,
Everything oh my god.
You are, you are,
The only thing that makes me feel like,
I can live forever, forever
With you-