My oldest son Chris graduated from high school this last week. Two and a half years ago I was hoping to survive long enough to see this day. I was ready to accept any condition, even debilitation; I just wanted to be there to see my son graduate. So you can imagine how I felt that night when they called out his name and he walked across the stage to receive his diploma. I was very proud and extremely grateful.
Next is my youngest son Daniel, he graduates in three years. However this time I’m not going to accept any condition. Not only do I plan to be there, I plan to have a couple more marathons under my belt.
