The red and gold hues of fall have become the dominant color in the Charlotte landscape in the few weeks I’ve been back home from our adventure out west. The nights are cooler, and the days are shorter. Last weekend, we headed up to Carrigan Farms north of town for a hayride and pumpkins straight from the pumpkin patch. And yesterday marked one of the most exciting days of the year for Taylor.
Soon it will be four years since our first fundraiser, and though research is in an infinitely better place than it was four years ago, the disease continues to haunt us where it hits hardest – at home. Despite her straight As and bright smiles and a spirit that even a trick-or-treat-trashing rain can’t touch, the disease is within her more than ever before. The brilliant autumn reds and golds – colors she can no longer see – mark yet another season of change.