A Walk in Central Park

Last year, I was asked to do the AIDS walk in Central Park with a former co-worker.  I had no previous experience with this fatal condition and I felt like I wasn’t qualified, if you will, to walk with my new friend and I started to say no.  I went though, because it was about supporting her memory of a loved one.  I donated to the cause and walked with her, her husband, and a mish mash of friends and family.  I made some new acquaintances that day, saw some old friends, got some exercise, and went to a great restaurant afterwards.  I have no idea what thoughts went on in my friend’s head that day, but she asked me again this year and so on Sunday, May 16^th, I’ll be walking again in memory of her loved one.