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Why I did not run the Run for the Little Flowers 5K

I really intended to sit down tonight, at the computer and write 7 Quick Takes, but, I realized that I have not shared ANYTHING about the Run for the Little Flowers.  So, I want to take this post to just share some things.
 
First, I have not done ANY totals.  Last year, I knew EVERY PENNY that was donated from the run to Little Flower Projects. This year, because the money went directly to Little Flower Projects, I have not kept track of it at all.  It is simple math after all:Multiply the total number of runners by $25 and then subtract the cost of the shirts.  But, I have not done it yet.  And I am happy to say I have not done it because more people are still registering!!  That is the beauty of the virtual run!  And, I thank all of you who have posted pictures of your run and shared it with others.  It is because of all of you that the run is growing.  With that being said, we are over 200 runners  and growing!
 
Some fun, quick stats:
 
- The Southern states topped in generosity and participation, with the Kansas leading in the number of participants (Texas was in the lead, until a late entry, a mom's group from KS ,registered.)
 
- My home state had the largest number of participants, truthfully, but I did not include it in the above statement.  That would be like saying you won an election when most of the votes came from your family.
 
- The furthest participant, in the US, was in ALASKA!
 
- The run was international, including Prince Edward Island, Canada and Copenhagen, Denmark!
 
- One of the participants of the run was in China at the time of the run.  They were there to get the newest member of their family who had been cared for by Little Flower Projects!
 
 
For me, the run is a labor of love. It all started because I had pictures of three newborn orphans in Little Flower Project's care on our refrigerator; a reminder to pray for three orphans named Bo, Tao and Yu. And a desire to do something, was born from that.
 
On Saturday, the official day of the run, I hosted a meet-up for the run at a local park.  Both last year and this year, we had a great turn out.  I do not see the meet up as work, but as a morning for fun, with friends that somehow love the cause and are nice enough to me to wake up early and come out and run or walk 3 miles. 

 
But, what may surprise you, especially those of you who know how much I love running, is that I have not run my own virtual 5K.  Nor do I think I ever will. Last year, I was injured and couldn't. This year, I used the excuse that I had to watch the table of refreshments as to why I wasn't running.  But, as I got to take pictures this year and watch as friends and acquaintances run, I realized something.  Watching helped me to see something that, if running, I would have missed. . .
 
 
I got to see friends running together.  Some with his/her spouse.
 

Others, with their kids.
 
 
 

I got to see funny faces at the finish.
 
 
And a sea of red feeding fish.
 


I saw friends enjoying each other's company, rejoicing in the accomplishment of a 5K.


Some ran fast, others, not as fast, and some walked.  But all came for one reason . . .





They all came together to help orphans half a world a way.  Orphans that they will probably never meet. 



They came together to give hope that there may be one less orphan in this world.
 
And I am so happy that I did not run, so I could see that. So I could see the smiles, the laughter and the fun, all so those precious little children in China may have the hope of smiles, laughter and fun in their future too.
 
Finally, thank you all who participated near and far!  Your support of this run and Little Flower Projects means so much to me.


Comments

  1. What a sweet post Katie! I'm so glad you've had such a huge turn out for this virtual race.

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  2. Awesome, Katie! I can't imagine how much time and energy it takes to put the race on, but you did it!! I am still planning to run with the kiddos....they keep asking, but morning sickness has taken over for now, so running is on pause!

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