My grandpa Calkins was our biggest fan. Every game, show or performance, he was there crying with pride and cheering for us. He was intelligent and loved mind puzzles. He was the kindest man I ever knew. And sadly, he suffered from Alzheimer’s.
I've had/have more loved ones that I'd like to count that have suffered from this disease. It is truly something that no one can prepare you for.
When I decided to run 26.2 miles (again), I knew I wanted to make it count. Not only will it be one of the biggest physical and mental challenges of my life, but it will be dedicated to those who face (and have faced) larger challenges than we'll ever understand.
If he could be there, my grandpa would be cheering for me at the end of this race. He’d be there with flowers, and tears of joy would be streaming down his cheeks. Because that‘s the man he was and always will be in my heart.
Your donation is for something so much bigger than myself. I don’t know how to cure this disease myself, but I can sure as heck do my part to assist in the process. And if I only raise one dollar, it's a step.
I hope this challenge that I'm going to face can make an impact in some way. I dedicate every step to my grandpa.