Monday, March 1, 2010

Special note from Cindy

I just have to share this, I wish I would have kept everything, I am having a hard time, keeping up with everything these days. Little stories like this I never want to forget. The Conga is growing in leaps and bounds and affecting people in places i never dreamed it could. 
Flo,
 The Conga takes on it’s own life. One thing really does lead to another. I sitting here watching the last half of closing ceremonies because of the time change. I had to work tonight so I thought I’d missed them.

For the past year or so I’ve worked a part-time job as a server at a dinner theater here in Dallas to assist me through the lean times. Tonight was a light night so it was just me and another server. He and I was discussing what would be a fair way to divvy up the customers and in walks two gray-headed couples. He looked at me and said, “You wanna go first?” I took off with a ticket book in my apron. These were really nice folks. Now since I’d been riding today, I was wearing my Conga II-Reunion t-shirt. They were very interested in my motorcycle riding. That lead to talk about the Conga III Ride for Breast Cancer. One of the ladies looked up at me and said, “I’m a breast cancer survivor and I’m very interested in making a donation. How would I do that?” I sat down with her and talked for a few minutes. I showed her my Conga III Ride for Breasts fob which was hanging from the belt-loop on my jeans and said, “There are people all over this country and Canada who love and care about you and your health.” She smiled. She smiled a smile which was unlike any other I’ve seen. It was a smile of warmth, grace, and survivorship. I shared our “saying” with her and she LOVED it!  I invited her to my Launch on July 4th at Stroker’s.

I simply can’t believe how God has used your simple quest to get home with a new bike into such a hope-filled ride of healing and love.

Thanks, Flo-bee.

-Cindy

2 comments:

TexasRedC said...

You beat me to it, Flo! I am about to post this story on my blog. I love it when I'm in a place and a posture for God to use me in the lives of people. It is an honor to be a part of the Conga III. It's not important to keep the trinkets, it is important to hold the memories. Love ya, Flo.

docdonna said...

WOW....brought tears to my eyes reading Cindy's story. Amazing, simply amazing.