When we woke up Saturday morning, the weather was dreadful. It was the perfect stay snuggled up in bed, listening to the rain fall on the roof, reading a book, snoozing through the day kinda Saturday. I would be lying if I said I didn't consider backing out of going, but then I thought about the fact that those who are battling everyday with MS don't get a choice to have or not have MS for the day. It was then very easy for me to crawl myself out of bed and start finding suitable rain-and-gusting-wind outdoor clothing.
I helped set up tents, hang balloons, greet walkers, and then register the 210 participants who showed up for the walk. It was such an amazing turnout for such a small town in the country-side of Illinois.
I hope that I am able to volunteer again next year. It was mentally and emotionally draining, but it was so worth it. It's all the small things in life that make it so amazing.