A Good Pair of Shoes

Back in November, if you recall, I mentioned Van and Abbe who were running in the Disney Marathon to raise money for research for Leukemia and  Lymphoma treatment.  They ran last year and Van wrote the name of Abbe's cousin, who had been diagnosed, on his sneakers.  When I donated this year I asked if he'd carry Aunt Bee's name since she had been diagnosed about a year ago.   He very kindly agreed.  A week ago we said goodbye to Aunt Bee.  This weekend I found this in my email showing me her name on his shoes for the race he and Abbe ran yesterday.

Although I knew I made the request ad he promised to grant it there was something about seeing it that made a lump form in my throat.  Then I remembered one of the poems read at my aunt's funeral was one she had written and I knew she'd be smiling down on Van and Abbe for every step of the marathon.


When my days on earth are done
To Heaven I hope to go.
Hopefully getting a pair of wings
And maybe a halo
Wings-maybe
"Halo," I don't know?
When you are sitting
And looking at the sky,
Look for the clouds
That are rolling by.
Maybe your eye will
Catch a special one.
It will look like a pair of shoes.
That will be me running along.
No halo!
No wings!
But a Good Pair of Shoes



Thanks, Van for giving my aunt that good pair of shoes.  I hope they carried you well.