My son just returned home from a retreat. He is so alive and full of joy, it’s contagious. To see the light in his eyes makes my heart so full, I can barely stand it. Today, he wanted to be in the woods. So did I. He ran with Dan from our house to the […]Read More I see you.
Still trying to digest everything. One day at a time. So, to continue with the saga that I began to rehash in my last blog, I’m going to give a little more background as to why this is so rough for me right now. Disclaimer: writing about this is helping me to process it. I […]Read More Long road, part ii
Something stirred in me this morning. I felt an itch that I needed to scratch, so as I got up I begin to plot my scheme. I had someone to drop off at football nice and early and I knew that it was gonna be a hot one today. So, I quickly made my plan to […]Read More At Last
How many times have you said it, “If only there were more hours in the day….”? For me, that’s an easy answer – too many times. I get up earlier, I stay up later, and still I run out of time. Time for what, though? Work? Cleaning? Reading? What are the things that we run […]Read More The busy-ness of life.
Age is just a number, right? I always used to think that. I remember when I was younger and I would go to the pool to swim. I’d see older adults there swimming in out-dated swim suits and caps, doing elementary backstroke or sidestroke, and I’d think, “I will never look or swim like that.” […]Read More As I get older
Time and change. Things are always changing. I’ve been watching my children change seemingly overnight for the past few months, and it’s all happening too fast. All my life, I have thrown myself into whatever I am doing 100%. I’m always “all in”. I’ve spent the last 30+ years of my life working several jobs […]Read More Just because you’re good at something….
It was our 17th anniversary, so, naturally, we went to a trail race. What can I say, we are of like mind, my Dan and I. It just so happened that the race fell on the right day, so off we went to Mohican. The Cold Pricklies is the anti-thesis of the Fuzzy Fandango, which […]Read More Cold Pricklies
Spring must really be here. You never know in Ohio. We usually have a few false starts. But, today when I ran, I had the feeling that spring might be getting closer. I’m cautiously optimistic, since exactly one week ago, I was being snowed on while I ran. No joke. It was April Fool’s Day, […]Read More Bug eating season….
Ah, the snow. I don’t dislike it, to be honest. There is something so beautiful about it. How delicate it is as it floats in the air. How hundreds and hundreds of tiny snowflakes can stick together to coat the branches on the trees. The most lovely thing about the snow is how everything outside […]Read More The stillness of morning.
It’s winter time in Rona-ville. It was hard to wear a mask, or even a buff, during the summer months while running. Especially on really hot and humid days. It was a struggle, and the trails were so full of people. I didn’t like get dirty looks from people as we passed on the trail; […]Read More Playing peek a boo.