Not well? What is illness to the body of a knight-errant? What matter wounds? For each time he falls, he shall rise again, and woe to the wicked. ~ Don Quixote
Our Team Hope walk was this last Saturday, October 6. Team Hope: Knight-errants all. Some with HD, some family members, and the bravest - those left behind. All the donations came from the heart - we had no corporate sponsors this year - and we raised over $4500. We will probably clear $5000 when all the donations are finally counted. The day was cloudy. There were reports of sleet and rain, but none fell on us. As one of the walkers said, "It was meant to be!"
We had only been planning since July, so the walk was sort of "last minute." But what a success!
Like Don Quixote, the folks that walked on Saturday have lived through wounds. Some of our family members have succumbed to the disease. We keep getting up, and we keep fighting. While HD seems like a windmill, a giant who cannot be conquered, we have hope. Who knows which dollar will make the difference or tip the balance in the research to find a treatment or a cure? Woe to the HD gene!
When the walk was over, several of us lingered together, talking and drinking coffee, laughing and enjoying each other's company. Members of our support group stayed to the last, and we reluctantly said goodbye. What a great way to spend a Saturday. Lots of hope in this team!