"Just go on living a normal life..."

I have loved my mom my entire life. It's not hard. My mom has given her everything and more to our family. So I thought that I would just write about her today. Hi MOM!!

Well as you can tell my mother LOVES the camera and so I chose our most recent picture together. I don't really have much to say about my mom, not because there isn't anything to say, but because I don't really know how to find the right words to say it. All I know is there is no other woman on the earth like her. On the outside she appears to be a shy, quiet and nice person, but for those lucky enough to know the "real" Ronda- are fully aware of her pure awesomeness!!
Throughout my lovely life I have had (like billions of other people) my fair share of trials. My mom has always supported me in every single one of them!! Me and my mom are a lot alike in many ways. We both have a very hard time believing in ourselves and seeing ourselves the way others may see us. We don't really think we deserve any amount of praise, in fact I'm sure my mother is not very happy right this very moment because she knows I'm saying good things ABOUT HER!!!
Many may be wondering why am I posting this when I could be putting it in a letter and mailing her a cute card with a fuzzy rabbit saying, "Somebunny Loves You." The reason is because this is how I cope. My friends and family read my blog and then they know what is going on so they know why I am acting kinda crazy (more than usual).
Me and my mom have been going to the race called, "Race for the Cure" off and on for about 11 years. I still remember the first time I went, I was standing amongst the crowd and there were people that had signs on their backs with the names of their loved ones who were suffering from breast cancer. I remember running the entire 3 miles with tears running down my cheeks. There were some running for their Grandmas, Aunts and their...moms. The woman who were "survivors" got a pink T-shirt and a cute pink hat. They were always cuter than the white T-shirts the rest of us received, but we were always thankful for the color white-we knew what the pink shirts represented (the cost was a whole lot more than the $20 entrance fee). This year my mom will be wearing a pink shirt. I never knew this is what the family members felt like when they surrounded their "pink shirt" family member.
My mom wants to "just live a normal life" and go on living life taking this in stride. She doesn't want to burden any of us so she is being the strong person she has always been. But I have to ask her, "How can we live an ordinary life-when you're an extraordinary woman?" I love you mom and if this is what I need to do to help myself cope-I hope you understand.
To my friends who are reading this. Please know that I am not writing this for your sympathy. I'm writing it as a way of telling you that if I seem distracted-I am. If I seem sad-I am. If I seem withdrawn-I am. If I seem hopeful-I am. If I seem ultra-sentimental-I am. If I seem like I am crying out for your help and prayers-I am. I want to be present and feeling every moment I am living-am I promising you that I will?-I am.

For those of you interested, the Race for the Cure is on May 9th in Salt Lake City. I wish I knew how to do the link thing, but for now use the ever handy Google.