Walk for the Cure!

This past Sunday I rallied the troops (my family) and participated in JDRF's annual Walk for the Cure. I was home in New York for the Jewish holidays so the timing was perfect. It's amazing to see what a huge event this walk has become. With all the hoopla that accompanies the walk--the entertainment, the food, the music--it's easy to forget why you got out of bed to walk in the first place. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a toddler with a shiny Medic Alert bracelet and a pump clipped to his pants. I felt so sad for him, and I felt bad for his parents. How does a 3-year-old communicate the feeling of highs and lows? And how do his parents not worry 24 hours a day? I managed, and so did my parents, but it took so much work.


Funny enough, I reconnected with an old friend who is now the President of the JDRF Westchester chapter board. It's interesting to see my generation moving up in the ranks and taking on leadership roles in the organization. As he put it, the pay (of $0) is too good to refuse.


Here are a few photos from the day!


My family



















Matthew and his pals Paige & Riley




















David & Cami walked and walked!