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be present, focus, perspective, run / 05.07.2017

A blue Penn State cap covered in cobwebs hung on a hook in Lee’s closet, so I repurposed it as my running hat. Being the extreme sports fans that we are (I’m kidding. We barely even know what sport is in season. Last year, I went to a Super Bowl party without knowing who was playing), it is surprising we had a hat in our house, let alone a collegiate, sporty one.   I wanted the baseball cap to keep the sun off my face while running. I’ve done enough...

balanced life, heart, kids, life is good, living for real, love, marriage, perspective, prayer, run, suicide, thirst / 08.06.2017

I’m drained and exhausted. Tedious tasks scream to be tackled. Nothing is wrong. Nothing is really wrong. But the world around me is demanding my attention and time. And my attention is feeble. My energy and focus are depleted. I try to center myself, to embrace my mess. The segments of my day, the chunks of time, crumble. I try to sweep up bits and minutes for use, but scraps are all that are left. I walk away from the mess beaten.   Yesterday was my twentieth wedding anniversary. Going...

addiction, crying, death, disappointment, fear, friendship, pain, repost, run / 08.07.2015

This post was first published on July 9, 2014. I am reposting in memory and honor of those involved. The accident happened one year ago today. I hate this day A best friend of a close friend’s daughter died suddenly yesterday in a ridiculous accident near our house that was not her fault. I haven’t stopped shaking since I heard the news and I didn’t even know the girl. My heart is broken for my young friend.   High school graduation was less than a month ago. Now a life of one...

anxiety, balanced life, courage, fear, pain, prayer, run / 22.07.2014

I am usually a wreck. My mind is a minefield, explosions of distraction with each passing minute. Oh, I should write that down. Oh, I need to look up a recipe. Oh, I wish I were a crafty mom. Oh, I need to call that person. Oh, my kid needs new shoes. Oh, we’re out of toothpaste. Oh, the husband and I haven’t been communicating lately. Oh, I let that person down. Oh, I should call my parents. Oh, the dryer is finished. Oh, I was supposed to...