Victory Lap

finish cherry hill

There are things you think are never going to happen.

For instance:

I’m never going to run a Marathon.

My brother is never going to get better.

My life will never improve.

Things will never get better.

I’ll never find my way.

And then, because you believe — and you don’t have to believe as I believe, you just have to have something to believe in — things get better, they really do.

The thing about running marathons is…it’s hard.  It’s mentally and physically hard.  But, one step at a time; one foot in front of the other, you go from walking to running, to running for really long periods of time.

I have run a lot of marathons.  None have been so great as the 2013 ING New York City Marathon.  It wasn’t a personal best, and in fact, it was a rather painful day out on the course because I was running injured.  But it was one of the greatest days of my life, running with my brother; being paced by one of my best friends; meeting my brother and our parents, and Paul (who had met my parents for the first time that morning, and had obviously gotten on well with them, because they were all wearing matching fleeces by the time they got to Central Park) and Katka (whom my parents love more than words) at the finish line; coming home to a house full of the people I love most in this world shouting SURPRISE and handing us glasses of champagne.

So often, I forget to say thank you.  Sometimes, I forget to say, I love you.

This was one of those days where every moment was a chance to say thank you, I love you, thank you, I love you, thanks.

Throughout the month of November, I will be posting stories of change, gratitude, forgiveness, and grace — both my own words, and the tales of carefully selected guest voices.


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  1. Sunday was Your Day and you took it. That does not mean that any of it was easy, but rather you have been fighting the best fight for the right things and all of it has been coming in fits and starts. Heart is so full for you.


    P.s. Cannot get over the matching fleeces. That is So Great.

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