This is a picture of my aunt and I, taken about 4 years ago…
She’s my ultimate hero. She had Hodgkins disease when she was younger. She was a stay at home mom her whole life until her husband passed. Then she started working in Child Care. Shortly after she was diagnosed with Breast Cancer and survived. Recently, she’s been hit with Kidney Disease and is on Dialysis 3 times a week to survive. And she wears oxygen tubes 24/7 to keep her breathing. My aunt is one of the 29 million Americans- 1 in 9- fighting this same battle.
So, my family and friends have joined the National Kidney Foundation, 2012 Kidney Disease Walk. To help my aunt, and everyone in similar/non similar situations fighting Kidney Disease.
We are reaching out for your help. Please consider joining our team and help us raise donations or by making a donation. All proceeds will be donated directly to the National Kidney Foundation. More than seventy-nine cents to the dollar goes directly to support programs and services, including free early detections screenings, research support, education, patient services, and much more!
Event- 2012 4th Annual Ronald D. Paul Companies Prince George’s County Kidney Walk
Team Name- Patti’s Peeps
Location- The Gaylord National Hotel
Date- Saturday May 5, 2012
Check-in- 8-9am
Distance- choice of 1 mile or 5k (both walks)
You can join/donate from either of these websites:
http://donate.kidney.org/goto/pattispeeps .
http://donate.kidney.org/site/TR/Walk/NationalCapitalArea?px=1946082&pg=personal&fr_id=4770
Any/every donation/prayer is greatly appreciated.
It’s crazy how the love of your life could be right under your nose. And every day you just pass them by.
Marvin liked me since we met, and I ignored him every time he tried talking to me. Now, a year later I can’t take my eyes off of him. 💜💚
Thinking about this, frustrates me all over again. But, I’m over it. And you. So, it’s all good. It’s just the situation that irritates me. Smh.
Somedays I look back and miss some of the times we had together, sometimes I miss being able to talk to you, sometimes I miss knowing you were there. But then I remember the bad times we had, that out-weighed the good, the times you dissed me for another girl, and the times I didn’t quite know where I standed with you.
Then I look at where I’m at now, and some days I wanna thank you, for being such a jack ass that made me not wanna stick around. And some days I wanna hit you in your face for being the reason I don’t/can’t trust someone important to me.
The endless cycle.
I’m not scared of my past.
You’re there for a reason.
So, there’s no reason for you to make an appearance in my future.
Unless its at your funeral, ‘cause I’m not a total bitch.