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.
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Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Anchor in My Heart



Eyes like two comets
hands like an anchor in my heart
oh to be drifting
like a drunken flower beast
beating my wings against the comforting breeze

Do you see me now?
are you piercing through the night
with a thousand glittering eyes
or a moon shadow watering the ground

Your heart the tangled forest
damp and swollen, nearly bursting
speak to me again my love
breathe yourself into my heart
let me rest my head on your shores

For KG  Aug 2009

PS. I miss you

Sunday, April 21, 2019

BLACK PLASTIC AND IRON BONES

Yesterday, while going through an old box, I found this scribbled on a piece of paper. It made me smile as I could feel the tears forming.  I wrote this upon receiving the box with your ashes.




Saturday, March 9, 2019

11 YEARS LATER



Look over your shoulder 
I will be there
Feel the wind in your face
Hold my hand with your smile

The road is ahead
though I can’t see the end
I know you will wait