Not All Pink

Sometimes I work on preparing for the Three Day Walk and it's fun and cute and exciting, and there's pink ribbons and pink paper and collecting raffle prizes and joking about boobs and the anticipation of a personal challenge and the thrill of accomplishment.

Other times it just hits me in the face that I'm doing this because someone I loved died, and it's suddenly not fun or silly or cute or pink anymore. It's still just as important - if not more so - but it's so incredibly, deadly serious, and I can't stop crying.....

(http://www.the3day.org/goto/drbecky in case you didn't already know)