It's hard to believe it's been a year and eight months since you passed. I miss you every day. Today is Thanksgiving and I'm so thankful that I had a wonderful mother like you. I think you would be pretty proud of how I am (finally) starting to fulfill my promise to you, mom. At this point I've lost about 27 lbs since the spring. It took me a while to get going but I don't think I've ever been more committed to exercise than I am right now. Beyond the weight loss, I just feel good!
This morning I ran the Race with Grace 10K! It was by far the longest I've ever run and I am so excited to tell you that I ran the whole thing. Dad came out to cheer me on. As I ran through the finish line I thought of you and what you would be thinking of this whole thing. I know you would be proud and perhaps a little surprised. I know I am surprised. There have been a few things in my life that I have really set my mind to and accomplished something amazing. This is one of those times.
Whenever I get tired or discouraged and think I can't keep going, I think of you mom. Not only how doggedly you fought your disease, but also just how doggedly you lived your life. You had a lot of loss and tough things happen and you just kept going, picking yourself up and moving on. You left us all a wonderful example to follow.
I miss you tons and wish more than anything I could drive to your house and tell you this in person, but I guess I'll have to rely on the heavenly internet.
Happy Thanksgiving Mom!
