I lost my dad, his father and mother to cancer. It has been 15 years since my dad passed and even longer for my grandparents. I have never taken the opportunity to take their passing and turn it into something positive... This year I am riding my first PMC at the age of 51.
The feeling of being robbed of great people in your life never really passes. We often speak of our loss to help each other. It may be simple conversation but the impact of those words keeps a smile and a memory alive in you. I know there are greater more impactful stories people share. This will be my therapy, my way to honor family, maybe a way of closure for my loss. I don’t know. I do know this is going to be one of the greatest things I do for others. Isn’t that what life is about? Pay it forward.
