Sometimes, It’s Better To Come In Second

I had the honor of being invited by my sister to attend the Colorado’s Finest celebration dinner last Thursday night featuring “young professionals between the ages of 25-45 who are successful in their chosen career,” who had spent months raising money for Cystic Fibrosis (CF), to find a cure. The Honorees, as they are called (my sister being one), are chosen by others to raise at least $2500 for the event while spreading the word about CF. There were 23 Honorees Thursday night, and as it turns out… the event becomes quite competitive.

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Me, Mom and Ashley

And, Compete.  They.  Did.

History was made Thursday night. Never before have ANY of the honorees raised more than $17,000 and by that night FIVE of them had raised more than $17,000! Even more incredibly, my sister had raised $31,530! Passionate about curing Cystic Fibrosis because of close friends who have it, she set her own personal goal to raise $20,000 and blew it right out of the water.  As of Wednesday night, she thought she had won.

Enter, Tyson.
I met Tyson Thursday night and, after having just learned that he beat my sister by raising $670 more than she, I responded to his firm handshake by briefly attempting to break it with my outlandish goat milker grip.  (I, too, am just a hair competitive.)
But when he took the stage to accept his winning award, he gave her all the credit!  Sometime during the day on Thursday, his friend called and said, “Let’s win this thing!  Let’s go in halfsies.”  So, they did.  At around 4:59pm (donations were accepted until 5pm), Tyson donated $6,000 and his friend donated $6,000 to bring their total from $20,000 earlier that day up to $32,000 that night!  He actually said if it weren’t for my sister raising so much, he wouldn’t have been pushed to beat her.
Incredible.
The event spread the word about Cystic Fibrosis, bringing more young professionals into the movement to help find a cure. My sister exceled at sharing her passion for curing Cystic Fibrosis and masterfully raised more than anyone in the history of the event.  And, thanks to Tyson and his donors for responding to the call to competition, they raised even more. She pushed him. She came in second because she pushed him to come in first.  And, there, at 4:59 pm, was an extra $12,000 toward finding a cure for CF.
Congratulations to all of the Honorees for all of the fundraising and hard work that you did to spread the word about Cystic Fibrosis: How close researchers are to finding a cure but how important it is that we continue to raise money so that everyone with Cystic Fibrosis will be able to live.
Congratulations Ash, I am proud to be your sister.
–  Love, Linds, The Goat Cheese Lady
P.S.  And…Happy Birthday!

About The Goat Cheese Lady

I am Lindsey. At first I was a city girl. Growing up, the closest thing I had to farm animals were a cat and a cockatiel. In 2009, Herbert (my husband) and I bought our first milk goat and I instantly became an urban farmgirl, attempting to balance city and farm life..before I knew “urban homesteading” was a thing. That’s when we began The Goat Cheese Lady Farm, hence The Goat Cheese Lady blog you’re visiting now. After moving to the country in 2014, I embarked on life as a rural farmgirl. We continued teaching farm and cheesemaking classes, raising more goats and began construction on our cheese creamery. But life had other plans and in 2017, we decided that, due to financial and health issues, we had to close the farm for business. No more classes, no more creamery, a lot less milking. We went back to off farm jobs, I as an Occupational Therapist, Herbert in construction with his business, D&A Home Remodeling. At that point, I made a silent promise to myself that I would corral my entrepreneurial mind and focus on a job for a year. Well, it has been a year and I am back. Not to classes, cheese, soap or lotion, but back to writing. I love it. I’m not sure where it will lead me, but that’s where I’m starting. I’ll continue to write as The Goat Cheese Lady for now, and whatever the future holds, I’ll let you know. Our two boys are 14 and 11 and continue to be louder than my sister and I ever were. We have two dogs, Montaña and Flash, a cat, Jumpy, a flock of chickens and three goats. Yes, we still have Lucy, the goat who helped us start it all and was milked by over 1,000 people. She’s retired but still the boss. Chocolate provides enough milk for our family with some to spare for the dogs. Soccer friends, school friends, coyotes and mice are frequent visitors. There are way too many flies and every so often we see an owl. I’m glad you’re here. Sometimes you’ll laugh out loud, other times you’ll be inspired to appreciate the small things. My hope is that, over your morning cup of coffee or your afternoon work break, you’ll enjoy the antics and inspiration that are my daily life. Lindsey
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2 Responses to Sometimes, It’s Better To Come In Second

  1. John Gatto says:

    Great Girls!! You two deserve to be proud.

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