We are loaded with similarities, often times convinced we are in one another's brain, but oddly enough have a slew of differences. She for one, is Latina, while I just dance the meringue and pretend. She dreams of releasing all of the cows into the wild while I order mine with the works at Teddy's Bigger Burgers. She loves her fat cats, I cherish my fat dogs. And she completed running 26.2 miles in the Honolulu Marathon while I haven't the slightest inclination to run a mile. She's my friend Marissa, and while there are multiples of friends and family members I wholeheartedly believe in and root for, this is one woman that I genuinely want nothing more than to see her happy and succeeding at what she loves, even moreso than myself. And because she had the will power to go almost 6 months during training without a drop of a cocktail, I HAD to be there to cheer her on. Because, again, that's something I could never in my wildest dreams attempt to accomplish. I mean, that's half a year without a mimosa, yall. Along with Marissa's husband, brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephew, we showed up with shirts with her faces on them and signs to cheer on our marathon woman, taking bets on if she would cry (when really, we should have been betting on OURSELVES to cry). And EDDIE! That husband of hers deserves props. In between riding around to ALL of the mile-marker stops on an orange scooter with signs, he arranged for us to all meet and surprise Marissa at mile 22 because "she said she is most scared about after those miles, so we will be there to cheer her to the finish line". *Collective awwwwwwww.*
So so happy to see you pushing yourself and making it happen, girl. I love you oh so much, beyond thankful to have a friend in you. xo
The moment she spotted us! She really really wanted Eliana there, but Megan tricked her and said they couldn't make it. She thought Marshall and I would be at the finish line, instead. Great surprise!
all Eliana wanted to do was run with her auntie! It was precious!