Dear Lord, Thank you for blessing me with two children. Thank you for my husband, family, and friends who supported me during years of illness. Thank you for speaking to me through all of those people and giving me the courage to take care of myself. Thank you for giving me my life back. It is nice to be me. Amen.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Today, while running a route in my parent's neighborhood, I was overcome w/ emotion. I felt so good. I cannot describe how good I felt. Sure I was tired and maybe even a little sore. But it was nothing compared to the joy I felt at being able to run again. I ran for 45 minutes. Straight. No walking. I know it is not much, but it has been so long since I've been able to do this. And even if I have forced my body to run for 45 minutes in the last 15 years, it was not w/o great amounts of pain. Possibly days of pain. And days of drugs. Tears streamed down my face as I putted around the suburban streets. I didn't have to stop. I could keep going. I really felt like I could have run another hour or two. I was saying a prayer of thanksgiving as I turned into my folk's driveway.