Most parents are pretty fortunate. We have children and as they grow, we get to watch their milestones and achievements. We watch as they wave goodbye on their first day of kindergarten, we watch the first time they ride a bicycle without training wheels, we watch as they win their first sporting competition, we watch when they drive a car for the first time and we watch when they graduate high school. Yet imagine a world, a world where these dreams that we have for our children do not become a reality. Imagine your child is perfectly healthy one day and battling cancer the next. Then, imagine a world where there is a cure for childhood cancer.
I'm riding in honor of Koby Gruenwald. I'm not as lucky as some; I didn't get to know Koby very well. My son Dylan became Koby's classmate in 2017 when Koby was well into his cancer diagnosis. Koby was one of the very first kids to welcome Dylan to his new school. Dylan will never forget that. During those first few months of school. I learned much about Koby... mostly what a wonderful child he was. I learned about his love for his family, his friends and his music. I learned how many lives Koby had touched in his short 13 years of life. I learned that Koby had been diagnosed with Glioblastoma, an incurable form of brain cancer. I learned that Koby didn't have much time left on this earth. I learned that life is simply not fair.
In December, 2017, I attended Koby's Bar Mitzvah. In January, 2018 I attended Koby's funeral. Life was simply not fair.
In July, 2020, I will be riding with the Wheels of Justice team for Children's Hospital Colorado. Over the course of two days, I will ride over 80 miles through the mountains of Colorado. I am inspired because of children like Koby. Children who no longer have the opportunity to ride. I will ride for in honor of Koby and for all of the other children who are fighting for their lives. Until there's a cure...