Last weekend, I had the opportunity to volunteer with sorority sisters inside the Survivor Tent at Race for the Cure here in Nashville.
As a child, I remember my mother, sister and I always participating in the race, which always started early one Saturday morning in October. In college, I volunteered at the race every year and participated in many fundraising activities for breast cancer awareness. And, as an adult, I have photographed the race a once or twice for my old job.
Last Saturday was no different, though I was not running the race. I was simply volunteering my time to do anything and everything needed, and I had a fantastic time chatting with numerous survivors.
Never in my life have I dealt with something like cancer, but cancer — breast cancer, ovarian cancer, lung cancer, skin cancer and various other types — hits home. I know many people who have fought and won the battle, whose stories and personal strength amaze me. I also know many people who perished due to it, some whose battle impacted me very personally.
It is incredibly inspiring talking with these women (and men, too!), and it was an honor to work in the Survivor Tent for them and in honor of everyone I know who has fought cancer — whether they won or lost.
I also had the chance to snap a few photos in between peak times at the Tent:
Giving wristbands to survivors.
The runners at the start of the race.
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What did you do last weekend? What did you do this weekend?
