next year

tonight is the survivor's reception for the race for the cure. i'm a little nervous about going because i get pretty emotional when i see other people in various stages of cancer treatment. and mike gets teary whenever he sees a bald woman. so between us, we're going to be wrecks tonight, i'm sure. this is the first year that it's a reception versus the picnic thing they always had after the race, which we never attended because we were always ready to go home after being there for two-plus hours for the walk. and we've never stayed for the ceremony after because i've never wanted to be singled out like that, and it was something that mike couldn't be a part of and i don't think that's fair because without him, i wouldn't be here. so i'm glad it's a reception that he and i can go to together. and if it's lame, next year we'll be going to the tattoo parlor instead!