This Sunday the famous Berlin Marathon happened and the route followed a nearby street. So when we heard the Samba group with their rhythmic drums, we went to cheer the runners on. It is always so amazing to see someone turn his or her dream into reality. And here there were hundred, thousands of them, running the marathon. It always moves me to tears and so I almost cried, seeing them run, moved by their bravery.
They run 42 long kilometers in unknown terrace. Since so many weren’t even from Germany but from all around the world. Denmark, Mexico, Italy, South Africa, to name just a few. Just as multidimensional the nationalities were the colors. It looked like a running rainbow, embellished by really funny costumes and big ballons, showing the pace makers time.
And if I weren’t already tearing up enough three moments made me swallow hard. The first was just sweet. A dad, passing by his family, stopping to kiss his wife and cuddle his two sweet girls, dressed with tutus. So cute. The second was a pair of runners with blue shirts, bonded together with a small rope. On the back was written: blind guide. The third was a wheelchair user. First nothing so unusual, since the wheelchair run started just half an hour earlier. But the man only used one of his arms to keep the wheelchair moving. I’m still so touched by their bravery, their will power to live their dream, fighting their life circumstances. So brave.
more inspiring photos from Berlin, look here.