I left the intensive care unit and ended up 59 miles north of home.
I’ve never been able to figure out what led me to Amicalola Falls, but I remember standing at the bottom of the falls, that afternoon, and looking up and telling myself “one day you will run up those stairs”
I did run up those stairs. I went to the park as often as possible. I wasn’t doing well managing my life. Everything took a back seat to improving my health. I lost, in total, 118 lbs.
I didn’t know it at the time, but I was training for an Epic Journey.
From June 1, 2012 until today, April 1, 2017, I have ran, jogged or walked almost 17,000 miles to raise awareness concerning alzheimer’s disease and raise money for the Alzheimer’s Association.
I visited the park yesterday, and today for a few hours.
I saw old friends, and made new ones. I relived some of the past. I rarely make it there anymore. I am a caregiver for my 88 year old mom.
The kindness exhibited to me from park personal is a big part of my story at Amicalola.
Note: I am also a caregiver for my 88 year-old mom. As I was for my late 88 year-old father. And I had no state support while out of work. Are retired children doomed Not to enjoy their life anymore?