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Walk to defeat MND

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Good evening loves, how are you? I'm good thank you, I'm currently sat here with wet hair listening to a song I heard on Catfish The TV Show, its called Over by a band called Johnnyswim, it's a bit depressing really but nice at the same time. I know I'm weird and I have weird taste in music but oh well in the words of Shirley Bassey I am who I am.

I wanted to write to you today to tell you about the walk I did yesterday (Sunday) myself and others from work plus Rob and our friend, we all joined in with the Humber Bridge Walk, some of you may remember we did this walk last year and it was great. This time was no different, it was fabtab!!

I loved seeing the sea of blue everyone was in, I've never liked the colour more!! Oh loves I wish we could all get together and walk it together, or walk something greater that would be pretty lovely!



There we are look :) doing our bit. There were a lot of people there, lots of children and dogs. It felt like a proper community getting together all in aid of fighting this god awful disease. Everyone there had this one thing in common, we were all in some way linked by MND. I found myself thinking about how amazing and incredibly strong those living with MND are. Seeing their strength as they walked over that bridge was truly inspirational. 

I remember last year when we walked it Dad really wanted to join us but I told him no because I thought it would have been too stressing for him. This time around I really wanted him by my side. I shouldn't have turned him down last year but it was the right thing to do...I walked over the bridge with Audrey and Andy, we got talking about how fast it all has happened and how its hard to think that it all has happened. It feels like a complete blur now, I reckon I must have been on autopilot for the majority of those 18/19 months. We talked about how his passing was a physical pain I felt, I felt this emptiness in my chest it was weird and before he passed away in the same spot in my chest I had a constant pain (I went to the drs about it because it wouldn't go) but when he passed away that pain turned into the emptiness almost immediately. It's so strange how your body can react to stress and grief. I talked about a person who is a stranger really, was one of the biggest support systems I had in those last 9 nine days, and how incredibly thankful I will always be to that person. I hope that one day I can be a support to someone I don't know in a difficult time in their life. 

It's strange how one walk can make you think and realise so much. It's strange how much has changed in not even a year! 


Thumbs up my loves! Hopefully you will join me on the next one. We can turn the paths of the Humber Bridge BLUE!!! I hope for more events in this area in the future, I hope to see more and more people get together to fight, I hope to see an end to MND one day and that can only happen with more fundraisers, more donations, more awareness, basically more of everything!!

https://www.justgiving.com/B-Aboe-Howlett/ 

Please donate.

Much love
Beth xxx

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