It was an incredible weekend.
It wasn't because I spent it with Dad2Amara and Amara.
And nevermind the fact that we spent most of it in my most favorite city Chicago.
I ran my first 5K of the season. But I didn't set any records.
I ran in honor of my mom, Lola2Amara, at the American Brain Tumor Association's Path to Progress.
But I was most proud not when I crossed the finish line.
It was when Amara saw me emerge from the tunnel just outside of Soldier Field. And she came rushing towards me. So I invited her to run the last quarter mile with me in honor of Lola2Amara.
And she did. And she crossed the finish line.
I was simply overcome with emotion seeing all the people there.
Five thousand people came to support survivors. Others came to remember loved ones that lost their battle.
I felt like we weren't alone in our fight against brain cancer.
And while I wish Lola2Amara could have joined us (she's still recovering from last week's procedure), Amara's family really did have a blast.
And Amara even got a visit to the American Girl store out of it.
I wish we could have stayed in Chicago longer. But at least we got to spend our time there doing something pretty amazing!