Still drowsy from lack of sleep, I went out of my room and stumbled on a pair of slippers that lies in the lobby between our kitchen and comfort room. I thought someone must have left it late last night but thinking clearly now, my nephew never left his personal things just anywhere. Then I remembered, today is the 32th Milo Marathon–and God, I missed it! How on Earth have I forgotten this day? Checking my watch, it’s already 5:30 in the morning and I will never make it to the venue. If I still pursue, I might end up waiting for the runners in the focal point for awarding. Sigh….
But I am not alone! I saw my other nephew outside their home as my two siblings with their own families live in the same compound. He also missed the race and the fun of it. But at least he is just a kid to feel so sad about it. I wish my nephew woke me up and together we went to the venue and enjoy the race. But since there is nothing I can do now, I just searched the web to check for images regarding the race. And the picture above is all I found. How I wish it was me in the picture…..
