Mother's Day Picnic

There's just under a month until Mother's Day and the Mother's Day Classic. I'm excited and a little nervous. And overwhelmed once again by the flood of love coming my way.

My family and I had briefly mentioned having a picnic together after the race. Nothing had been finalised yet. "We'll work it out later," I said, "It's still ages away." Turns out it's almost here and it's about time we got our butts into gear and planned that picnic.

Especially since so many other people - friends and extended family - who are also entering the race, or are supporting me, want to join in on the picnic festivities too.

I couldn't believe it when Joan, my mother-in-law, told me so. "Me? Why do they want to hang out with me? I'm not special," was my reply. Nik managed to convince me otherwise. "You are special to us," he said simply.

So, I guess, even when we don't realise it, we are special. We are important. And we are worthy.

Thank you for being an important part of my life. I'll see you at the picnic (details to be confirmed). And I promise to bring something decadently sweet to share - hey - we would've earnt it after the race!