I am not a big crier. I shed a tear once when the Yankees lost a playoff series. I shed a tear when John Elway retired. I shed a tear during the 3 Superbowl loses of the Denver Broncos. I even shed a tear when my dad died. But really cry? I can only remember a few times. The night on the beach when I was 17 and I gave my life to Christ and the other was when Miriam was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis (MS). Jurnee was about 14 months old and was running a high fever. Miriam got a little scared when a friend suggested that the numbness that Miriam was experiencing could be a possible blood clot. I tease Miriam that I told her for months to go to the Doctor, but after she talks to a girl friend we had to go to the Emergency Room. Well, we went to the ER just a few days before Christmas 2007. The ER doc wanted to run some tests and also an MRI. We waited ad waited in the ER room for the results with poor Jurnee being sick. The Doc came back and suggested we go see a Neurologist after the Holiday's. The MRI showed a spot on Miriam's spine and brain. It hit us pretty hard. I tried to be strong, but I was weak on the inside. We went to Church that next Sunday and I just broke down with a buddy/pastor at our church. It was ok to cry.
We have been raising money and participating in the MS walk since 2008. I am proud to walk. I am proud to fundraise and I am proud of Miriam. Miriam is a trooper and one of the strongest women I know. She chases two kids around all day. She gets a shot in her leg once a week, administered by me, and she keeps on going. She hardly complains, and when she does complain about the heaviness in her legs and feet, it's just in passing. She is tough, she is strong, but most of all she is loving and compassionate. Miriam wants to help those more then she wants to help herself. I am proud to call her my wife. And that's why I fundraise. I want to find a cure for this disease.
The MS walk helps me to stay motivated. A few years ago I ran the MS 5K. While I was finishing up my run I noticed a group completing the 1 mile portion of the walk. When I got closer, the group surrounded a person who was using a walker. This person was moving slow and you could tell by his face that it was painful for him, but he would not give up. He kept moving. This man reminded me how important it is to keep moving. To not give up. To push through the pain even when it hurts. This man had more strength and motivation than most people in this world.
If you'd like to donate or just want to learn a little more about MS click HERE The link will take you to my MS page.
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