I’ve sat here now for many minutes just staring at a blank screen. Where do I begin? How do I ask for donations again? Will my story still resonate with others? Have people moved on and forgotten about Lala? Will they remember the $10 they already spent on charity this month and pass this up?
My personal connection to this dreadful disease has grown stronger since Lala, my maternal grandmother, passed away in April of 2015. I often wonder if someone had raised funds sooner…if my Lala would be commenting on my vacation pictures telling me to be safe and have fun… I wonder what she would write in my birthday card this year as I turn 29, one of the many more birthdays I will now spend without her. I wonder what new board game we’d be playing at Thanksgiving this year or how deep our conversations would get about our faith and our love of people. I see TV commercials about Alzheimer’s and I’m startled at how quickly it brings you back. I’m jolted back to reality when a co-worker describes their loved one’s suffering. When I even hear the mention of Alzheimer’s, my heart tinges with pain and I realize how raw and real and personal it is to me. My heart swells knowing she will never be able to proudly string a necklace around my neck on my wedding day or play with my babies under the dining room table like she did me. It pains me that this world doesn’t have her anymore because this disease took her from us.
My family is very private and remained very private during Lala's Alzheimer's journey. It was so painful to describe what was happening to someone we cherished and honored so much for her intellect, for her brain. Her spectacular and wonderful brain that was beginning to deteriorate in front of our eyes.I’m not going to sugarcoat it. I’m asking you to sacrifice—and it will probably hurt. Is $10 painful to give? Is $50? If so, I’d ask that you do it and do it cheerfully. “No one has ever become poor by giving,” said Anne Frank.
If you have a few extra bucks, please donate to my walk. I will probably ask for your “few extra bucks” every year until I die so get ready. And each year I hope the mission of eradicating this disease continues to rock your world, to shake you to your core, and to motivate you to never stop fighting. While I’m tired and weary at the thought of talking about it and getting back in the head space of pain, I know I have to push through that and accept that maybe my purpose on this earth is this tiny little cause that can move mountains and impact millions. Maybe my time and my resources can eventually make a difference over an entire lifetime. I hope you feel the same.
I am determined to do all I can to make a difference in the fight against this disease that has affected my loved ones and most likely, has affected someone you love as well. I need your support to do my part! Please donate to my walk or join me in the walk on Saturday, October 13th in Oklahoma City. Please partner with me by advancing prevention research, treatments and ultimately a cure for Alzheimer’s so that one day… we can stand together and celebrate the very first survivor of Alzheimer’s. Do it for me. Do it for you. Do it for your future generation. Do it for us.
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