Wisdom from Mom

It’s been three years since my Mom took on her angelic state.

She inspires me…  In particular, she gave me the courage in this last year to begin writing and sharing my thoughts with the world.  I could not have made this leap without her.


Here is the poem from my first blog entry last September.

Thank you.  Love you.  Miss you.

I run, I am

When I run, I am my Mom…

deep thoughts flowing freely.

When I run, I am my Dad…

savoring each familiar mile.

When I run, I am my own best friend…

ready to listen and quick to forgive.

When I run, I am certain…

optimistic about all that is.

When I run, I am at ease…

dismissed from distraction.

When I run, I am light…

on feet and in spirit.

When I run…

I am.

~ In loving memory of my Mom, the poet.  And dedicated to my Dad, the runner.

 

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