Put simply, I walk for my little girl. She is now 9 years old, and is in perfect health. We're among the lucky ones. She weighed barely more than a pound when she was born at 6 months. She spent the next 72 days in the NICU. While spending long nights at the hospital, I saw some of the not so lucky families. Kids that didn't make it. So I guess, in a way, I walk for all of them, too. Those little lives taken way too soon, and their families, in whose hearts they will always live. Give what you can. Help how you can. And be there for these children, who need us now more than ever.