Prue,how so very proud you must be that your beloved son rang that race, such an achievement . I would be whooping and celebrating along with you all if I was there. Every step does tell a story. Well done beloved son xxx ❤❤❤
My husband and I were saying the same thing today, that our son is so much stronger mentally than I think even he believes. And thank you for cheering me on, too!
Thank you, so much, Beth. We were all on the mountain. Husband and self, our daughter and her friend who is also a close friend of our son, our daughter-in-law and grandson and my son's mother- and father- in -law. A bit of a cheer squad!
Maree, I'm so sorry- take it from me that all of us here are behind you and sending strength your way. And thank you for commenting honestly - it's hardest to do that sometimes. XXXX
That's so lovely of you, Sabrina - I cried too, after the race. Pride, joy and relief. His next scans are on May 1st, so we shall try not to hold our breath till then...
Oh, I teared up reading this - especially to see his handsome, smile post-race! Extremely impressed and frankly, inspired right now. Such a tale of bravery this is and more evidence that everyone, absolutely everyone in the world has "something" to deal with that others may not realize. Beautifully written Prue and as one anxious mum to another, I feel for YOU as well. Hugs xo
The problem with reading replies when I wake up in the morning, is that I haven't quite put my coping hat on straight, and so I have tears too. Everyone is being so lovely and I honestly never thought I would get such a response. It was merely a post I had to write for posterity as there's this black shadow in the back of his life and yesterday's success needed to be marked. Thank you, kindred spirit, in the wilds of Canada! XXXX
This has been a weird journey, Tinney. A disease that is so rare there's very little research, a disease that mostly, although not always, affects women, and a horrible prognosis if the cysts become active again. And then, to hear that's it's auto-immune driven! It makes any treatment so much harder. My daughter has Lupus, also auto-immune and the children's paternal grandmother had MS, so there's quite a vein of auto-immune disease through the family.
We wish your son so much luck because often with auto-immune issues, that's what it comes down to. That and positivity. Take care - you and him. XXXX
Thank you, Prue. This is recent for us, and something unusual for someone his age. And yes, we're learning about the extra difficulties involved in auto-immune problems. Our best to your son and to all of your family, as well. May both of our boys thrive!
Your son is an inspiration to those of us living with diseases that make our futures a bit less certain. But is anyone’s future certain? No,…but a diagnosis raises one’s awareness and reminds us to truly live each moment to the fullest. His smile says it all!
Oh, Prue, your pride shines through as strongly as your son's smile in those terrific photographs! What a very, very proud mum - and wow, with a mountain to climb in order to get there for cheering-on duty!
A wonderful, heartwarming, goosepimpling post. Loved every word!
Oh thank you, Rebecca. I need to say, that lest you think we're climbers (we're sooooo not) we could only go to specific areas to watch. The pinnacle road was blocked off for the event, but they didn't run a road to get to the top, they did trails back and forth across the mountain, crossing the road at certain points. And when they reached the Organ Pipes (those vertical strips of rock on the face of the mountain in the image), they were literally climbing vertically. Ye Gods, is all I can say! Thank you for being so enthusiastic about a post that was sheer parental indulgence and pride. XXXX
I loved that you were there to cheer him on! I remember being so very, very touched when my dad came to my first 10k - it was absolutely amazing - every time I saw him I swear I was running 100mph - it's SUCH a boost to have the people in the crowd pushing you on!
Oh, Prue. I'm misty-eyed. It doesn't matter how old they are, or how far flung, the mothering persists. I can imagine the angst that has come with this diagnosis as well as the easing of the shoulders as he has stepped into resilience. Now this? This amazing achievement, so important for what it symbolizes, and for the dedication it took to get there. Bravo to him, and to all of you by association! 🧡
Resilience! That's the word I've been searching for since he was diagnosed. Strange how it stayed hidden while anxiety had a field day in my brain!
Once a mum, always a mum, indeed. No matter how old we and our offspring are. I remember the day our oldest child, our daughter, was born, my father in-law said 'Now all your woes begin and they won't cease until you're done. Equally, the best joys.'
Prue, Bravo to your son! I remember your telling of the heartbreak when he first received the diagnosis a year ago. My hat is off to him and your family. It can be done - with effort and perseverance . What a great story and effort!!
Wonderful! So heartwarming
XXXX
Prue,how so very proud you must be that your beloved son rang that race, such an achievement . I would be whooping and celebrating along with you all if I was there. Every step does tell a story. Well done beloved son xxx ❤❤❤
Libby, thank you - I can hear you from here! XXXX
well done, I'd say this shows his mental and physical capabilities
and what a proud mum moment, but gosh the fear you must carry
i think you deserve a cheer too Prue
My husband and I were saying the same thing today, that our son is so much stronger mentally than I think even he believes. And thank you for cheering me on, too!
Congratulations to your son on finishing the race. :).
And I wish him the best for his continued treatment.
Thank you for your kindness, Olga.
So wonderful!!! A family of amazing people obviously. I’m so thankful. Take care my beautiful Prue. All the best to you and your loved ones. 🤗🤗😘😘💕
Thank you, so much, Beth. We were all on the mountain. Husband and self, our daughter and her friend who is also a close friend of our son, our daughter-in-law and grandson and my son's mother- and father- in -law. A bit of a cheer squad!
I’m so glad. All those positive emotions are so good for all of you. A real sense of achievement and support. Well done. Take care sweetie.
Wow so inspiring, you must be so proud. Good luck for the treatment going forward.
I'm just starting my own battle with T Cell Lymphoma and it's so daunting. Stories like this give me so much hope. thank you for sharing X
Maree, I'm so sorry- take it from me that all of us here are behind you and sending strength your way. And thank you for commenting honestly - it's hardest to do that sometimes. XXXX
Sons are wondrous creatures ❤️
They are...
Oh my goodness, joyful tears flowing here! Congratulations to you both. What a year and hugs for the continued journey. We hold our sons so close!
That's so lovely of you, Sabrina - I cried too, after the race. Pride, joy and relief. His next scans are on May 1st, so we shall try not to hold our breath till then...
Breathing deeply will help you both. And my fingers are crossed with you 🤞
Oh, I teared up reading this - especially to see his handsome, smile post-race! Extremely impressed and frankly, inspired right now. Such a tale of bravery this is and more evidence that everyone, absolutely everyone in the world has "something" to deal with that others may not realize. Beautifully written Prue and as one anxious mum to another, I feel for YOU as well. Hugs xo
The problem with reading replies when I wake up in the morning, is that I haven't quite put my coping hat on straight, and so I have tears too. Everyone is being so lovely and I honestly never thought I would get such a response. It was merely a post I had to write for posterity as there's this black shadow in the back of his life and yesterday's success needed to be marked. Thank you, kindred spirit, in the wilds of Canada! XXXX
I must get a "coping hat" as soon as possible lol! xo
Amazing news, Prue. Simply fabulous.
XXXX
Prue, this was wonderful. My son has recently been grappling with an autoimmune disorder, so I find this very hopeful and inspiring!
This has been a weird journey, Tinney. A disease that is so rare there's very little research, a disease that mostly, although not always, affects women, and a horrible prognosis if the cysts become active again. And then, to hear that's it's auto-immune driven! It makes any treatment so much harder. My daughter has Lupus, also auto-immune and the children's paternal grandmother had MS, so there's quite a vein of auto-immune disease through the family.
We wish your son so much luck because often with auto-immune issues, that's what it comes down to. That and positivity. Take care - you and him. XXXX
Thank you, Prue. This is recent for us, and something unusual for someone his age. And yes, we're learning about the extra difficulties involved in auto-immune problems. Our best to your son and to all of your family, as well. May both of our boys thrive!
Your son is an inspiration to those of us living with diseases that make our futures a bit less certain. But is anyone’s future certain? No,…but a diagnosis raises one’s awareness and reminds us to truly live each moment to the fullest. His smile says it all!
When he was diagnosed, that was his first comment to us all. 'Life is short! Live it!'
Oh, Prue, your pride shines through as strongly as your son's smile in those terrific photographs! What a very, very proud mum - and wow, with a mountain to climb in order to get there for cheering-on duty!
A wonderful, heartwarming, goosepimpling post. Loved every word!
Oh thank you, Rebecca. I need to say, that lest you think we're climbers (we're sooooo not) we could only go to specific areas to watch. The pinnacle road was blocked off for the event, but they didn't run a road to get to the top, they did trails back and forth across the mountain, crossing the road at certain points. And when they reached the Organ Pipes (those vertical strips of rock on the face of the mountain in the image), they were literally climbing vertically. Ye Gods, is all I can say! Thank you for being so enthusiastic about a post that was sheer parental indulgence and pride. XXXX
I loved that you were there to cheer him on! I remember being so very, very touched when my dad came to my first 10k - it was absolutely amazing - every time I saw him I swear I was running 100mph - it's SUCH a boost to have the people in the crowd pushing you on!
Oh, Prue. I'm misty-eyed. It doesn't matter how old they are, or how far flung, the mothering persists. I can imagine the angst that has come with this diagnosis as well as the easing of the shoulders as he has stepped into resilience. Now this? This amazing achievement, so important for what it symbolizes, and for the dedication it took to get there. Bravo to him, and to all of you by association! 🧡
Resilience! That's the word I've been searching for since he was diagnosed. Strange how it stayed hidden while anxiety had a field day in my brain!
Once a mum, always a mum, indeed. No matter how old we and our offspring are. I remember the day our oldest child, our daughter, was born, my father in-law said 'Now all your woes begin and they won't cease until you're done. Equally, the best joys.'
So true...
Thank you for sharing my emotions, Elizabeth.
And you mine, Prue... <3
That is so true. You never stop worrying about your children—but then, the joys are always, always coming.
Prue, Bravo to your son! I remember your telling of the heartbreak when he first received the diagnosis a year ago. My hat is off to him and your family. It can be done - with effort and perseverance . What a great story and effort!!
I love this so much! Well done to your son, what a great thing to achieve and wonderful to have you all cheering him on.
XXXX