The following entries (from beginning runner to half marathon finisher) represents a continuing journey of tremendous grief and sorrow, and of transformation - largely through the therapeutic power of running. The sorrow that has broken my heart open wide has in time allowed me to experience the beauty of being in the present moment. And of course, without the support of family and friends to guide me, I would not have made it this far.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
TO BE CONTINUED
Kristy playing with a litter of stray kittens
My mind has been distracted by the looming anniversary of Kristy's death, now just 5 days away. If you are just visiting this site, please read on. I hope in some way what I have written will touch you. Not all of us suffer the loss of a child. But we all go through the darker corridors of life and suffer in countless ways. We are all visited by "dark angels". It is this struggle that makes us who we are and binds us together in our humanity.