RELAY FOR LIFE...
This has been my third Relay for Life , and once again not only was I amazed at the sense of community but it was a very bitter sweet time for me. Last year Dad had a white luminaria bag, as a survivor. This year his was a memorial luminaria bag. Honestly there is nothing so touching as walking past all these lit bags. Each one in memory of someone, either someone gone or someone surviving. It's an amazing experience....and a great bonding one. Once again, the Mobile Bookworms stormed away. This photo is of those at the end of the relay. Most had been walking for hours and hours. This year we had over 40 members, some came with their children, some came with their spouses. Everyone walked. Our amazing leader, Fay, walked over 40 laps. Over 32 kilometres...well deserved cup of tea and hot bath waiting for her that night! As I walked, my thoughts turned to Dad. Of his random visits to see us when Kate was working in Melbourne. How he would always take hom...