When my brother-in-law died unexpectedly this summer, my husband and his sister lost a brother, my in-laws lost a son, my children lost an uncle, my niece and nephew lost a dad. Others lost a friend and neighbor. Then 33 days later, my niece and nephew lost their mom to cancer.

I am no stranger to the anguish of loss, and to the hard work of grief. These are great equalizers, and experiences no one wants, but everyone will share.

It is one thing to see that there is a need; it is another to actively respond to it and to generate a solution to the problem. One person with an idea plants the seed and nurtures it. And so the Bures-Wershing Memorial 5K Walk-Run was born.

One hundred-fifteen people, from 2-62 years of age,  from all walks of life, and assorted locations, shared their common ground. Eighty-six walkers and runners, twenty-three volunteers, and others who couldn’t come, but sent their support. One hundred-fifteen people sharing an experience. One hundred-fifteen people who, with their hearts, reached out.

We all do live in the same town, you know. We breathe the same air, look at the same blue sky and the same full moon.  Members, all, of the family of man. When we help each other, we all win. Common ground indeed.

As always, feel free to leave a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know you’ve been here.

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My Town Monday is hosted by the lovely and talented Clair Dickson. For links to others who write about their towns, run—or walk–here.

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