It’s not hard for me to love you, hard for me to love you.
No, it’s not a difficult thing
It’s not hard for me to love you, hard for me to love you
These past two weekends have been full of excitement!
Saturday, November 3rd, began with a quick trip to the Department of Motor Vehicles (or its re-branded Motor Vehicle Commission here in NJ) to change my driver’s license to include my OFFICIAL NEW LAST NAME 🙂 I would share with you the lovely pic of me looking like a thumb wearing lipstick, but I’ll save you the trouble.
After that, it was off to the races! That evening was the Princeton, NJ Light the Night Walk and I am so grateful to every single person on Team Amanda vs Cancer. Together, we raised an amazing $3,300 for the fight against blood cancer and our team was definitely one of, if not the, biggest “Friends and Family” teams of the event! I’m pretty sure we completely took over our tent!
I posted all of the pics that my younger cousin took with my camera and some of the pictures that our friends Myriam and Jenn took that night! [You can find them here]
As I anticipated, the event was extremely emotional and I was very grateful to be surrounded by my friends and family.
Fast forward a bit to last weekend. On Saturday, November 10th, my dad organized the first annual “Semper Fit Me Presents Amanda vs Cancer Fun Run” with the proceeds from all ticket sales going directly to me. It was another incredible event that many people registered and attended. I was completely blown away by how smoothly the event ran and how well my dad laid out the trail and exercises. Above all, I was amazed that he was able to get it all together in less than three weeks! He is such a wonderful man and I am so lucky that he’s my dad!
I realized mid-way through the run that the settings of my camera were a little off so it’s going to take a little bit of time for me to edit them and upload them to the Facebook Page but please be sure to check regularly to see if they are up!
I think the overarching thing that has stuck with me these two weekends, is how many people were eager and ready to show up. In both instances I was completely overwhelmed by the amount of support from friends and family. My heart was and is extremely full. It was hard for me to believe that so many people cared enough to be there for me and it still is hard for me to process.
We take for granted our place in the world and the way that we affect others. I know that I owe so much of that to my parents. Without them and their support, I do not know where I’d be right now or even if I would be.
From every inch/cell/fiber of my being, thank you. Thank you all for reading this. Thank you all for supporting me. Thank you for being a part of this extremely difficult journey. I can only hope that one day, I can pass along the support that you have shown me back to you a hundred fold.
I love you all. Whether I met you this weekend, last weekend, or I’ve known you my whole life…
I love you.