I’m running the Atlanta Thanksgiving Day Half Marathon on November 28th, 2019 in loving memory of my mom, Lorrie Parson. She lost her fight against lung cancer in early 2018.
Mom travelled the world so broadly and with such vigor that you would be forgiven for thinking she ran from place to place. Anyone who knew my mom, however, knew that she was not a runner (although she did hike to a ridiculous number of hilltop temples). But, because mom supported me in whatever I did, if she were still here, she would be supporting me in this endeavor too. She would be asking how my training was going (it’s been fine but I’m clearly five years older than the last time I ran a half marathon), what time I hoped to get (I simply hope to finish), and what in the world I find enjoyable about running (it’s a good time to listen to podcasts). Through all of this questioning, she’d be laughing at my answers no matter how corny. Mom’s infectious laugh is one of my favorite memories of her.
In addition to honoring my mom, I’m running to support the American Cancer Society and their fight against lung cancer. I witnessed first-hand the devastation of this disease and would not wish it on my worst enemy. The lack of viable treatment options is, relatedly, just as devastating. While a number of promising therapies are making their way to patients, more needs to be done. I hope that you will join me in the fight against lung cancer and contribute what you can.
This one’s for you, Mom. I miss you! I love you!