You can just call me "Captain Sara" from now on

Last week the girls (and the one boy) from work voted me to be the Relay for Life captain. I am so excited!! My brain is running wild thinking of all the things we can do. Last year was our first official year of participating as a team in the annual Relay for Life event and we all had a blast trying to raise money.

I already had my first fundraiser of the year this week at our on site manager training. We came up with the idea of doing a 50/50 drawing. We sold tickets priced at 1 ticket for 25 cents or 5 tickets for $1. **The winning ticket that was drawn won 50% of the proceeds and the other 50% will go towards our relay for life fund. *** We ended up selling $172.25 worth of tickets for the drawing. I could not believe it.

One of the maintenance men ended up winning so I took him the $86 and her handed me $40 back. Then another maintenance man handed me $50 of his Christmas bonus that we just handed out. So we ended up raising $185.25 and there was no expense to us because we already had the tickets. Hooray!!!

I was overwhelmed with joy and of course started to cry (Since Caitlin was born I tear up a lot- during the national anthem, anytime/anywhere soldiers are being honored, etc). I was so shocked that these maintenance men would even consider doing that without a second thought.

I am pumped for the challenge my coworkers have given me. If you stop and think about it, everyone knows at least one person that has been affected by some type of cancer. Some people are the lucky ones and beat the cancer, but far too many lose the battle. This past year I lost 2 acquaintances to cancer. Both of them fought the battle with dignity and never cursed the lord's name. It was an honor to know people like that. It really makes you think about your own life a lot and how your entire happy little world can be taken over with no warning.

I am very lucky to have a healthy family and I often take that for granted. I worry way too much about the everyday battles that really don't mean anything. I shouldn't get in an argument when Caitlin's clothes don't match or if she wants to wear her "high water" jeans instead of the new jeans that I bought. I know lots of people would give anything to be able to have one of those arguments.

In the spirit of November ("the month of thanks") I am going to try to post something that I am thankful for everyday.

So, today I am thankful for my daily battles with my 5 year old. I get aggravated when they are happening, but I would not trade the way she thinks for anything.