28,382
I think I noticed it because I realized that I missed 28282.
I know exactly where I was 28,382 miles ago.
I know what I was doing
I know what I was thinking
I remember the phone call.
I remember the fear on my sisters face.
I remember the fear in my sisters voice.
But THAT was 28,382.
Now I measure life in new miles.
The miles I run training to run my first 10K.
The Miles I drive to see Patrick so that he can tell me about school.
The miles that I ride to train for bike rides to spread awareness and funds for cancer research.
The miles of yarn that I knit to create hats for children in need.
The Miles that walk to train to raise funds for Dana Farber Cancer institute.
We no longer measure life in fear. We measure life in the steps that we take forward. In the miles that we travel to ensure that doctors and researchers have the funds that they need to find the right treatments.