4/27/2011
Each day that passes the momentum builds. You would think that running every day would be simple and uncomplicated but there are many things you can never quite anticipate. But through it all, something always happens which humbles me. Usually it’s the kids, yesterday it was my waitress Steffanie at the Prarie Rose Cafe. She heard about what I was doing because the customers in the restaurant saw the report from the night before. She got off work but before she left, she handed me the tips she had made for the day. Like I said, I am humbled. I am humbled by the strength of the children. I’m humbled by the kindness I’ve encountered. I am inspired.
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