Where did we leave off? Well, my list ended in October.  Commemorating my first year without you. Is commemorating the right word to use? It feels weird. I ran 50+ miles on October 12, and three days later, it was one full year.  And here we are today, two years. It's funny because before you died, I was fortunate not to have experienced a loss like this. And in my mind, I had ideas of how grief would be and how things would feel when I "finally" did. I thought the anniv

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When my legs get tired, I’ll run with my heart.

Last week, the school my mom taught at for 20+ years had their end-of-year student award luncheon. And I've been struggling to write...