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.

Sunday, August 15, 2010


Sweet thoughts today of you eating pumpkin pie.  You would scoop it right out of the pie crust - savoring each bite.  But you never ate the crust.  You used to apologize for it but after awhile we would just give each other that knowing look. Your eyes would practically roll back into your head as you ate.  You were transported.

I call my two small dogs "pumpkin pie" - it's a term of endearment that seems to make sense to me.  It's all wrapped up in feelings for you and of watching you enjoy yourself.  It made me so happy to watch you.  

I will always be watching you.