One Crazy Weekend.

One of my dearest friends was getting married on October 9th. I have known her since the day I was born. Our moms have been friends forever so we have grown up always seeing each other. I think the world of her. I was so excited to go out to her wedding in SLC. Her wedding was gorgeous and she was a stunning bride. I am so grateful I was able to be there to see them sealed.

My plans quickly changed when my sweet great grandmother passed away at 92 years old. My grandfather passed away in June and she was longing to be with him again. She didn't want to live if it wasn't with him. She was in a lot of pain and it was a blessing that she is now reunited with him. So instead of flying out we drove through the night on Wednesday with my brother, sister in law, mom, and 10 month old niece (who was a trooper). We spent 2 days in Logan with my family and I loved every minute of it. I got to see my cousins, aunts, uncles, and my cousins twins who I could never get enough of. We had a sleepover and watched Princess and the Frog.

My dad and cousin were running the Chicago marathon on Sunday and my mom thought someone needed to fly out to run it with him. My brother suggested one of us should go and after much debate I am the one that ended up getting to go with my mom. So, we flew out late Saturday night and surprised my dad and cousin. they were so excited! We went right to bed, helped them get ready for the marathon, then ran around trying to find them. We saw them both at mile 13 and they looked great. Then at mile 19 I found my dad and ran the rest of the marathon with him. I ran him to the finish line until they kicked me out and then ran back to find my cousin and run with him. The marathon was great and they both did an awesome job. It was over 80 degrees and 12,000 of the 48,000 runners didnt finish. It was scary how many people were on the side of the road. It was such a blast to run it with them and get to be there with them. We had a great time in Chicago, even if it was for 24 hours. My mom and I did a quick tour of the city and then we had real Chicago deep dish- pizza will never be the same after that. Dad and Tanner could barely walk and sat with ice on their legs for 4 hours but they are both glad they did it- what an accomplishment. I am hoping my knees can hold up so I can run the next one with them.

It was a whirl wind of a weekend, but it was a great one.