Why I Walk: For My Mom, and For All the Families Holding Their Breath
This fall, I’m walking for someone incredibly special — my mom.
We don’t have a diagnosis yet. She’s going through testing now, and we’re waiting, hoping, wondering. But the signs are there — the confusion, the forgetfulness, the quiet slipping away of things she once did with ease. It’s like watching a fog roll in slowly, covering pieces of the woman I’ve always known — sharp, witty, independent.
I’m walking because I love her.
I’m walking because I’m scared.
And I’m walking because we need answers — not just for her, but for every family stuck in the painful in-between of not knowing, not naming, and not wanting to believe.
I’ve hesitated to say “Alzheimer’s” out loud. Part of me is afraid we’ll speak it into existence. Another part worries we might overlook something else — something treatable, something reversible. But as we search for clarity, I want to be prepared. I want to be strong for her. I want to do something that makes a difference.
So, I’m walking — to raise awareness, to fund research, and to honor every person, every daughter, every caregiver walking this road without a map.
If my story touches your heart, I’d be so grateful for your support. Whether you can donate, walk beside me, or simply share this page — it means the world.
With hope - Lisa
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