This was on the wall at the restaurant tonight:
Training Journal – 2/29/12:
It’s funny the memories a word or phrase can conjure up.
We were in a used bookstore yesterday and this book, or more specifically, this author’s name caught my eye.
Not because of my enjoyment of this book.
Not because I recall enjoying any other books by Alcott.
Not even because of any wonderful memories I have from American Literature classes.
Simply because of the memories I have of Continue Reading…
So sad.
Today is a rest day, but I’ll wear on tomorrow’s long run:
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Training Journal – 2/11/12:
Christmas brings out many keepsakes…
I was cleaning up the wrapping paper, bows, and boxes today and was reminded to make sure I saved this box – that’s my mom’s writing.
…memories.
The Cave
When I started running, Karen asked if I was going to get “one of those headlight things.” My response, “Pffft, yeah right!”
I caved, got one, and really like it.
The Memory
See’s peanut brittle was one of my dad’s favorite Christmas time treats – a close second was old fashioned hard candy (that pretty much ending up sticking together in a single mass as the season progressed.)
I bought us a box the other day, kind of in remembrance. Some of us used to get in trouble for eating most of “his” box. 🙂
Training Journal – 12/15/11:
Happy birthday, mom…miss hearing your voice and felling your hug.
A year ago, my dad and his wife died in a car accident. Then and now: it hurts.
A person I’d loved my entire lifetime and another I’d only known less than a year were tragically gone…
I’ve been and still am: angry, confused, bitter, regretful, sorrowful, apathetic, depressed, broken, … many things.
I’ve grappled with the knowledge that others have lost loved ones as well, often thinking to myself, “who am I to think that I am any different.”
I’ve asked “why?” too many times to count, knowing that I’ll never know the answer to that question this side of heaven – for we read:
“Now we see things imperfectly as in a cloudy mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely.”
I Corinthians 13:12 (NLT)
I believe clarity will come…
…and yet, at the very moment it does, it probably won’t matter.
For, as the song Soon expresses:
I will be with One I love.
With unveiled face I’ll see Him.
There my soul will be satisfied.
Soon and very soon
Maranatha!
Contemplative post, but I found myself imagining what it felt like to hug my mom and dad this morning.
“Hug” is an understatement…we squeezed.
Never underestimate the power of a hug…
…or memories.
“…can we all get along?”
— Rodney King, 1992
sometimes this quote just pops into my mind…
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