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.

If you have lost someone in your life, I offer these words and verse (some Kristy's, some mine and others) with the hope it may touch your heart and help you heal.

Monday, August 24, 2009


I know what you mean
when you talk about the flashes
of strobes and rapid fire
blinding with feelings

you see... that day
I watched you from across the road
as I watched everyone else
while my soul took them all
searing bullet after bullet strobe
of images of chaos and confusion

my body she immobilized
for spending our time
was best a secret
the way she liked it I knew
and even now I try
to indulge her

but you know
that its too late for me
because with her
I already let myself loose


1 comment:

  1. I loved this poem and the "secrets" that it holds.