[caption id="attachment_374" align="alignright" width="279" caption="Me with my son, Mac"]<img class="size-medium wp-image-374" title="dsc_35452" src="http://giveyoursole.com/blog/wp-content/uploads//dsc_35452-279x300.jpg" alt="Me with my son, Mac" width="279" height="300" />[/caption]

When I arrived in Chicago, a city that I look forward to visiting every time I come, I knew that the Chicago Rock 'n' Roll Half Marathon was going to be an exciting event for Give Your Sole.  Little did I know what a truly amazing experience it would turn out to be.  It all started on Friday at the Health and Fitness Expo just like any other race.  Fridays are known to be a bit slower because people have to work and figure they still have Saturday to pick up their race packets. We still took in 97 pairs which is a good amount of shoes.  Saturday rolled around and the crowd doubled in size and we ended up collecting 150 pairs. The rest of those who came by the booth said they would donate their shoes Sunday after the race to get their free flop-flops. They did, 234 of them!

Sunday is where things got a little crazy.  You see I had my 15 year old son Mac with me, along with my mom, dad and brother, all weekend helping out at the booth.  I have to tell you, Mac did an incredible job, talking with people like he'd been doing this for years. He never hesitated in telling people about what we were doing.  I now understand what true joy is because I felt it from the tip of my toes to the top of my head standing in awe as my once little boy now stood before me talking with people, recruiting people to make a difference.  He stood there for hours on end Friday and Saturday until he was exhausted.

Sunday morning rolls around and as many of you know it was an early morning, especially for a 15 year old.  We all got up and headed to the race but ended up having to park about a mile and half away causing us to be late getting to our booth.  Mac decided to take off running to get to the booth and get things ready for the day.  About an hour or so later Mac became dizzy and a migraine set in.  From that point on he crashed, hard and fast.  As the runners began to finish I decided he needed to get over to the medic tent and so off we went.  Within the 10 minutes of arriving in the tent he lost feeling in his face and left arm; completely numb and could not squeeze my hand. Of course this made him nervous resulting in some hyperventilation. The wonderful medics that were helping Mac decided it was best to get him transported and so off we went.  Next stop; the hospital. I ran back to the Give Your Sole tent to give the news to Mom and Dad and when I came to the booth what I saw was truly amazing.  Shoes EVERYWHERE!  Mom and Dad were buried in shoes up to their eyeballs. Thank goodness my brother had made it to help out. Three to Four people deep waiting in line, bare foot, holding their shoes ready to donate them.  It was working.  All of our work and much of Macs had paid off.  The people at MorningStar Rescue Mission who needed shoes would not be let down.

Sirens blaring and weaving through traffic we arrived at the hospital.  I don't care who you are, if you have to be in a hospital it can get scary, especially if you are the one being worked on. It was no different for Mac. My son was now going to get the full treatment; blood test, I.V.  and Cat Scan; all of which were not anywhere on his list of things to do today.  At this point I begin to see that there was a bigger plan for Mac and I today.  If you haven't figured it out by now, I"m divorced from Macs mom and even though Mac and I have remained in contact and have seen each other pretty much on a regular basis since he was little we never have really gone through something like this together; and hopefully never will again.  Looking into his eyes he was scared and confused but he also knew I was there for him and was going to go through this with him.  After hours of waiting, the usual protocol for hospitals, everything came back clear.  Diagnosis; the migraine was brought on by dehydration resulting in his body falling to pieces.

Four things happened this weekend. First, Mac was there for me to help grow Give Your Sole.  Second, I was there for Mac when he needed me. Third, the Lord was there for both of us. Fourth, the runners, 481 of them who donated their shoes were there for those at the MorningStar Rescue Mission.  Thank you to everyone for the support and making this an event where Give Your Sole grew, memories were made and love was strengthened.