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  THE HIGHEST HURDLE

  THE HIGHEST HURDLE

  An ALS Journey of Faith, Laughter,

  Love and Friendship

  Kim Wroblewski

  © 2019 Kim Wroblewski

  The Highest Hurdle

  An ALS Journey of Faith, Laughter, Love and Friendship

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  INTRODUCTION

  If you bought this book, we sincerely thank you! We hope you laugh, cry, and discover a deeper faith. Most importantly, we hope you discover that life is short and that if you are dealt a crappy hand, it does not mean you have to throw in the towel and give up. You can live a positive and happy life and make a lasting impact on others. We are not “come to Jesus, in your face Christians.” We are both, we think, funny, optimistic, hardworking, fantastic moms (our children will totally agree with this), and we live for our families. Our goal is to help people find treatments, diets, and to show how our wonderful support group functioned, while remaining positive in a horrible situation—as well as sharing and growing through our faith, in which we have been incredibly blessed. We hope you enjoy the journey. All proceeds are going to pay for ALS medical treatments for people in the Northern Michigan area, and hopefully scholarships for some well-deserving kids!

  Thank you and God bless!

  MaryFran Kolp and Kim Wroblewski

  CONTENTS

  Part 1

  Meeting MaryFran

  Northern Michigan

  Early Years

  St. Francis Xavier School

  St. Francis Xavier Church

  Celebrations

  Birthdays

  You’re Invited—You Can Say No, but You Won’t

  Hershey Bar

  Organic Cooking Club

  Little House, The Waltons, Hallmark and NCAA Basketball

  Bad News

  Part 2

  ALS Journey

  Frantabulous Friends

  Part 3

  Part 4

  PART 1

  MEETING MARYFRAN

  MaryFran and I laughed about how we met in 1997. She was working at the local hospital, doing health screenings. I decided to go one day and have my fat calipered, as I have always struggled with my weight and prefer to be referred to as “curvy.” MaryFran—a six-foot tall, blond, beautiful, athletic, smiling, and energetic woman—happily obliged to pinch my fat. Being very outgoing people (meaning we talk a lot), we started talking and found that not only did we have a lot in common, we lived within two miles of each other out in the country. Little did we know that this meeting would result in a long-lasting friendship, better known as sisterhood. Through the years, we would watch each other’s children, carpool, and volunteer together for different organizations. We also attended the same church, sent our kids to the same schools, and had very similar parenting styles. Our husbands worked together at the same hospital and also had similar interests.

  The most amazing thing about MaryFran was that she was the most positive person anyone would ever meet. You instantly become her friend. It didn’t matter what the situation was; she would find the silver lining. If something bad happened in your life, she would be the first one at your door with a meal, or a card would show up in your mailbox. She even took in my dog with two broken legs for a weekend so that we wouldn’t lose out on tickets we had for a University of Michigan football game. The crazy thing was when we came home, he didn’t want to leave her side! She had this amazing sense of humor, too. After I had my hysterectomy and had issues with my bladder, she of course was the first one to come over with food and noticed the urine in my catheter bag was quite an unusual color. She did not know I was on medication that changed the color of my urine. She said to me when she was leaving, “Hey, not sure if you noticed, but your urine is a really funky color and you might want to get that checked out!” Before texting, we would spend hours on the phone, sharing wisdom or talking about our children, school, etc. We tag-teamed for our church funeral lunches, which of course she told me about and talked me into doing. We were co-presidents of the Northern Michigan Medical Society Alliance and active members for years. We spent many hours together volunteering for St. Francis Xavier School and Church, and she was one of my most cherished friends. She was one of my few friends who, if I called in an emergency, she would drop whatever she was doing and just be there for me.

  NORTHERN MICHIGAN

  Petoskey is a tiny resort community nestled on the shores of Little Traverse Bay in Northern Michigan. Michiganders use their hands as a map to show where they are from; Petoskey would be at the edge of the top of your ring finger! Locals joke that you can find many unique and beautiful gifts but not a pair of underwear in our town!

  Summers in Petoskey are known for “million-dollar” sunsets, Petoskey stones (our state stone), fudge, ice cream, art, gorgeous sandy beaches, festivals, and our Fourth of July Parade, where practically the whole town turns out and stays for our spectacular fireworks display over the bay. It is common to see people at our beachfront park biking, walking, playing softball, checking out the boats in the marina, or just napping in the grass. The kids and some brave adults will be jumping off the Petoskey lighthouse break-wall into the ice-cold, sparkling, blue Lake Michigan water to cool off on warm days. You will always see people’s backsides in the air in the familiar “Petoskey stone stoop” along the shoreline, searching for the elusive Petoskey stone for a keepsake to take home. If you are lucky, a local may take pity on you and show you how it’s done. (You should look in the water, as it’s easier to see the coral pattern when the stones are wet. You are welcome.) The Petoskey waterfront is so beautiful that it is often painted by local artists with St. Francis Xavier Church as a focal point. The church has been a major landmark since the late 1800s. Our town’s population easily triples in the summer with the snowbirds and with our many summer tourists (snowbirds are Michiganders that leave the harsh winters for warmer climates like Florida or Arizona and come back in the late spring). Petoskey is also lucky to have many family farms, some of them organic, that bring their wares in town on Fridays to sell at our farmer’s market.

  Fall brings spectacular colors of gold, maroon, and orange, and people come on foliage tours to see our beautiful area. The whole town turns out to watch football on Friday nights and everyone knows everyone. Our school is very fortunate to have a brand-new stadium that rivals some of the best downstate elite schools after years of hosting games in a run-down stadium that we still packed to the rafters. We cheer on the sports teams winning or losing. The marching band has been winning awards for
over thirty years and the joke is when the football team has a losing season, everyone is there to watch the band at half-time. Even the opposing team’s fans come over to watch our band. Our sports teams have had many successful seasons. Petoskey High School families travel for their teams and we travel far. Our teams play in towns as far away as Escanaba (in the upper peninsula), a four-hour drive; Grand Rapids, a three-hour drive; Alpena, a two-hour drive; and Traverse City, just over an hour’s drive. For people who don’t live in Michigan, we tell how far away something is by how long it takes to drive it, not by how many miles. If your kid is on a sports team, you can be sure that if they played well, you will definitely hear about it. It is very common for them to appear in the sport section of the local paper and people will cut them out and save them for you. November 15 is considered a holiday, as it is opening day for deer-hunting season. Men and a lot of women, many with their kids, head into the woods to get the big buck; a nice one in Northern Michigan is usually eight points or more. If you get a nice one, the men are always eager to tell how many points their buck had and show you a photo of their son or daughter with their first deer.

  Winters are not for the weak of heart in Northern Michigan. They can start as early as Halloween and last till Mother’s Day. The average winter produces over a hundred inches of snow a year and some have had seasons with over 200 inches of snow. We get the lovely “lake effect” snow, and when it comes it comes down hard and fast. If the sun comes out in the winter, everyone says wow, what a beautiful day today! Rarely is school canceled and Petoskey High School is almost always the last one to close. Skiing and snowboarding are essential to learn at an early age to cope with the long winter, and we are fortunate to have three ski resorts nearby. As I am writing this we are in the middle of a huge snowstorm and it is April 14!

  Sometimes we get to experience the ever-elusive spring season. It is a really long winter, and then boom, it is summer. The saying goes “if you don’t like the weather in Michigan, wait an hour and it will change.” If it is 50 degrees in the spring, we will put on our shorts and be ready to go outdoors. May brings out the morel-mushroom hunters into the woods. Morels are a delicious mushroom native to our woods, and locals do not like to share their secret spots!

  Northern Michigan people are hardy folks. It is a great place to live and raise kids. The people are friendly and helpful. Whenever I make the drive into town and I see the bay, its beauty never ceases to amaze me.

  EARLY YEARS

  MaryFran grew up in South Lyon, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit. Dan and Carole Peterlin gave her a wonderful childhood. They supported her and her sister Natalie in everything that they did. They were always active in their church. A devout Catholic, she received her sacraments and participated in youth group. In 1984, MaryFran was chosen to represent her church to attend one of the first World Youth Days. On this trip she saw Pope John II coming, within five feet of his car. Fran was also able to meet Mother Teresa and got to listen to her talk about her work with the poor. She attended the Stations of the Cross at the Colosseum church service at St. Paul’s Basilica on a Friday night, and went to the tomb of St. Francis at Assisi. MaryFran also toured the ruins of Rome and the Sistine Chapel. It was an amazing experience for a young Catholic lady and made a lasting impact on her life.

  She was very athletic. To say sports played a huge part in her life is an understatement. As early as middle school she excelled in sports and was raking in the trophies and ribbons. She once told me that if they were allowed to watch television, when commercials were on her dad made them do sit-ups and push-ups. No sitting around for the Peterlin girls! Recently, she was inducted into the South Lyon High School Athletic Hall of Fame. She played on the varsity basketball team for three years, competed on the varsity volleyball team for three years, and participated on the varsity track and field for four years. The records she set at her high school for the 4 × 400-meter relay, 330-meter hurdles, and 100-meter hurdles remain to this day.

  Grand Valley State University in Grand Rapids, Michigan, offered her an academic scholarship, and when she went there she was able to compete athletically. She competed in basketball for two years and track and field for four years. She went on to set eight records at GVSU. The records in the 50- and 100-meter hurdles are still standing. In 1990, she graduated with a dual major: Bachelor of Science in physical education and biology. She went on to earn a Master of Science and a PhD in exercise physiology with an emphasis in pediatrics from the University of Toledo.

  MaryFran Peterlin met her future husband, Andy Kolp, by chance at a basketball practice. She was a freshman at Grand Valley State University and walked into the men’s team practice with her mentor before her own practice. She saw Andy, turned to her mentor, and said, “I am going to marry those legs.” Unbeknownst to her, her mentor was his girlfriend at the time! Fast forward ten years, they met again with a group of friends at Mr. Sports Bar in Bloomfield, Michigan. They started dating and fell in love. They married on August 16, 1996 at St. Patrick Catholic Church in Brighton, Michigan. In their wedding program was a special thank you:

  Close families and good friendships are things to be cherished. We thank you for joining in our special moment. God bless you.

  Love,

  MaryFran and Andy

  They practiced this sentiment their whole married life.

  That summer they moved to Northern Michigan, where Andy could start his career as an Emergency Room Physician. She started working as a wellness consultant at the Northern Michigan Hospital Foundation. MaryFran sought many grants with the hospital and diabetes staff for the development of cardiovascular disease risk interventions. She always had an interest in health and well-being. Their son Danny was born on June 14, 1999 and Megan followed on August 30, 2001. They were the ideal family.

  The Kolps are a social family. They made many friends in a lot of different circles. They belong to St. Francis Xavier Church, they sent their children to St. Francis Xavier School and then on to Petoskey High School. Wherever they went, they actively volunteered and made new friends. Andy and MaryFran are known for inviting everyone to their house for get-togethers. MaryFran never liked to exclude anyone!

  ST. FRANCIS XAVIER SCHOOL

  St. Francis Xavier School is pretty much the meeting place for many of our friends. It is a fairly-small Catholic school, though you do not have to be Catholic to attend. They offer pre-k through eighth grade, averaging about 200 students. Every morning starts with daily prayer and one day a week is a school-wide mass. MaryFran and I loved going to the school mass. Father Denny mostly presided over these masses and he really did a great job talking directly to the kids. He has a wonderful sense of humor. I think a lot of his messages were aimed secretly at the parents who attended, too. My children and MaryFran’s children have a very close relationship with this special priest, as do many of the kids at our school. Many of the parents attend this mass and a lot of our group of friends would go to breakfast afterward. It is very close-knit community.

  At the school you were required to volunteer with playground duty, lunch duty, and help with the school’s major fund-raiser. We all worked the gala auction, which was not only the major funding for our school but also the biggest event of the year, not just for our school but pretty much for Petoskey. It was always a great party with lots of dancing and revelry while celebrating our wonderful school. Most of us had chaired it and puts tons of hours making it work. Fran always liked to say we need your “time, talent, and treasure” to make it work, or “many hands make light work.” She had a way of getting people “roped” into working. You could never say no to her. Occasionally, we would disagree but we would always work it out.

  The great thing about the school, I think that most of the parents would say is that they have such a close relationship with the teachers after their children have gone there. I know my children and MaryFran’s have gone back to visit the teachers, and so have their classmates. The teachers really care about the k
ids. We are very fortunate to have small class sizes and I think that really helps. MaryFran and I have always felt that you became friends with the teachers and staff.

  ST. FRANCIS XAVIER CHURCH

  The church was always a big part of MaryFran’s life. St. Francis Xavier Church is the main Catholic church in Petoskey. It was founded in the late 1800s. Since 2001, Father Denny Stilwell has been leading our parish. He is a big supporter of our Catholic school and loves our children. He is very close with the Kolp family and with mine. He is funny and gives some great homilies. The Kolps have been very active members in the parish, from funeral lunches, Brother Dan’s Pantry, lectors, greeters, ushers, faith formation, and youth group.

  I honestly wish that my faith was as strong as hers. I try to work at my faith, but she always had this inner peace and devotion that I have rarely seen in anyone else. She was not the type of person who would preach at you and tell you that if you don’t believe or if you’re not Catholic you are going straight to hell. She would readily admit her faults. She had a great sense of humor about herself, but she was sneaky about how she evangelized. It might be a book she thought you might like or just a quote or maybe just hey, think about this. She always said we are a work in progress. Trust me, after you read this book, you will definitely have (I hope) a deeper sense of your own faith, or maybe you will think you need to work on your faith, just like I did.

  CELEBRATIONS

  MaryFran loved to celebrate! She would find any reason to have a party. Last day of school? Let’s go to Petoskey State Park and have a picnic to celebrate that last day of school. September 11? Let’s have a shot under the chandelier at her house and say a prayer for the people who lost their lives. Weddings? What a beautiful celebration of two people’s love for each other. A new baby? That is the best reason to celebrate! A gift was on its way and she would be one of the first ones in line to hold that little bundle of joy. A child getting an award? She would be congratulating in some way; you could guarantee it. She would find any excuse to celebrate, no matter how small. She wasn’t an “every child gets a participation ribbon” person but felt that if something was achieved it should be recognized.