Deva Weekend

This weekend my family participated in a regional Relay for Life Event. The whole weekend was like a continuous series of those precious wow moments where the universe seems to stop spinning for a nanosecond and you realize that you're really happy, proud, excited, exactly where you're suppose to be.

There was, of course, just the head knowledge of knowing you were doing something for a good cause. There was the sense of community with the 840 strangers who were all there doing the same thing. There was the closer sense of family with my team - many were family, many I didn't know at all. There was the just plain girliness of spending an entire 24 hours in wings, boa, tiara and blue dreadlocks (I decided to forgo the red in order to fulfill a childhood love affair with the blue fairy from Pinnochio) The thrill of winning the silent auction bids on the Demarini bats for my kids. Getting to see friends from High School I hadn't seen in 20 + years (love ya Becca and Tara)  My favorite time was the 4 a.m. hour I walked by myself - with every corner rounded the sky grew lighter - Venus kept me company the whole time - in my sleep deprived state I was in love with the world, in love with my self, and so happy to be a Deva.

Here are my boys, Friar Tuck and the Court Jester under my award winning castle archway!

In honor of Aunt Mary, My Dad, Jeanne N., Aunt Kay and Colin - all cancer survivors.

Thats $600 worth of baseball bats that we got for $115 on the silent auction. I almost had a heart attack stalking another bidder and counting down the final seconds. Bailey said he thought he was going to be sick.

It takes a real Deva to leave her Tiara and boa on all night. I know I look like hell - its about 2 a.m. here.

Next year I'm forming a Deva team. Who's comin'?

Have the Reddest Day Ever!

In Grace,

Kell