I managed to escape from work early enough to catch the majority of YaYa’s game. My being there was more to show my support rather than as a valid spectator. While I watched my boy hustle up and down the field, I had no clue as to what was going on. Who knew that flag [...]
Life is a journey and, for me, running is a huge part of it. Just like a great run, it has easy and tough parts. It is beautiful at times and ugly at others. Hopefully, I will reach the finish feeling good about what I have accomplished and leave a long trail of bread crumbs to show, those that wish to know, where I have been.
