Wishes do come true

Before we left for Disney my son told my mother that he wished she could come too. She told him to make a wish when he got to the castle and that sometimes dreams do come true.

This morning while sitting out at the pool watching my husband and son swimming. I caught my husband making a funny face in the direction behind me. I turned and this is what I saw.


That is my Mom and sister! Needless to say I was speechless and immediately began to cry. They flew in last night and they will be at the finish line. Way back when I started this journey I had fleeting thoughts about how incredible it would be to have my family see me cross the finish line, but Florida is not exactly close by. In the end I will have quite a cheering squad when I finally finish my very first marathon tomorrow. My husband, son, mother, sister, father, father’s girlfriend, one of my dearest friends, her husband and their daughter will be cheering for me! I feel so blessed to be surrounded by family today. So I guess sometimes wishes do come true.

The Disney Marathon supports the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. I will be running this in honor of someone special at home who is fighting a courageous fight against leukemia. My thoughts, prayers and wishes are with her. For her I will cross that finish line.

8 thoughts on “Wishes do come true

  1. Hi Aimee! I can’t wait to hear all about it! You have so much love and support behind you. What a wonderful thing you’re doing for yourself.

    šŸ™‚ Marion

  2. Aimee! I’m so glad this wish came true! What an awesome surprise šŸ™‚ I can’t wait to hear all about your exciting times at Disney.

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