Another good-bye
Saying good bye to a loved one is funny, not ha-ha, but interesting in that you think you've said 'good-bye' but then another experience sneaks up on you. Another time that you requires you to say 'good-bye'. This weekend I ran the Kansas City half-marathon, a race I had planned to run with my friends Andrea and Michelle. Instead, on Saturday, Michelle and I ran...with an empty space between us, and an empty space in our heart. We decided that instead of running for speed, we would just enjoy ourselves while we celebrated our friend. So with a picture of her on our backs, that is exactly what we did. We took our time: we kissed our babies and high fived exuberant children, we commented on the beauty all around us, and we left a flower at every mile. We held hands as we crossed the finish line, and kneeled down to leave a final rose at the finish. We carried her with us for 13.1 miles and embraced each other as the emotion of the day overcame us both. It