Survivors are finding healing in the Conga III

The Conga takes on it’s own life. One thing really does lead to another. I sitting here watching the last half of closing ceremonies because of the time change. I had to work tonight so I thought I’d missed them.

For the past year or so I’ve worked a part-time job as a server at a local restaurant to assist me through the lean times. Tonight was a light night so it was just me and another server. He and I were discussing a fair way to divvy up the customers and in walks two older couples. He looked at me and said, “You wanna go first?” I took off with a ticket book in my apron. These were really nice folks. Now since I’d been riding today, I was wearing my Conga II-Reunion t-shirt. They were very interested in my motorcycle riding. That lead to talk about the Conga III Ride for Breast Cancer. One of the ladies looked up at me and said, “I’m a breast cancer survivor and I’m very interested in making a donation. How would I do that?” I sat down with her and talked for a few minutes. I showed her my Conga III Ride for Breasts fob which was hanging from the belt-loop on my jeans and said, “There are people all over this country and Canada who love and care about you and your health.” She smiled. She smiled a smile which was unlike any other I’ve seen. It was a smile of warmth, grace, and survivorship. I shared our “saying” with her and she LOVED it! I invited her to my Launch on July 4th at Stroker’s.

It's awesome how God has used Flo's simple quest to get home with a new bike into a hope-filled ride of healing and love.

Thanks, Flo-bee.