Walking a fine line

It's March which means the National Walk for Epilepsy is just around the corner.  We had initially planned to walk it as a family of 5 but when we lost Josh, it became 4 of us + 130 friends and family in memory of our ornery sweet one.

Last year I was so numb through the entire thing and thankful for my dear friend Nancy who organized it and really made it happen.  This year I'm more "with it" and wondering how it will feel this year.  As with last year, several friends and family will trek to Virginia and "walk the walk" with us.  The group is sure to be smaller due to Spring Break opening on the same day, but it will be heartfelt just the same.

Walking for those who can't

I think I am in a better state of mind this year, but I don't think my heart realizes that yet.  It is still so hard to believe he's gone.  Just yesterday I started yelling at the dog and cat roughhousing and I uttered, Josh leave them alone.  15 months and he is still on the tip of my tongue.

A dear friend offering support as we begin the walk

The tears are not as frequent as I believe I am learning to live with our loss, but they are never far away and pop up in a milisecond

We plan to walk with a couple of other teams we have come to know through this entire chapter of epilepsy and it is for those who are still living with epilepsy that we continue to walk and seek a cure.  It's not always easy for people to decide what to fight for, but for me it is easy.  Fight the fight so no other family has to try to learn to live without their sweet ones in their arms.

Hugs,
Sherri

For our sweet ornery one!