There are days when I need to run all by myself. I don’t want to talk to anyone, and I don’t want to run anyone’s pace but my own. These are days where there is no particular focus. The run is random; it is predictable, it is just another run. 6 … [Continue reading]
White Knuckles and the Holy Event
On February 16th, I drove my mommy-van to Reno, Nevada to witness my uncle be ordained Bishop of Reno. I made the sign of the cross at the 1st sign of snow on the ground as Grandma had done when she left on a car trip. The trip to Reno was fairly … [Continue reading]
Have an “Incredible” Valentines Day
I still have the Valentine Card that YaYa gave me last year up on the box outside my office door. It says, “Have an Incredible Valentine’s Day” and has a picture of the family from the movie “The Incredibles”. I am the Mom, or Elastigirl, of our … [Continue reading]
I Got My Swing Back
After yesterday, I was hesitant to get up too early for my pace run. It was Friday, when I needed to run more than anything, but my throat hurt and my head ached. I ran in spite of it. I had arrived home from work I bounded up the stairs. I … [Continue reading]
Meltdowns
YaYa is normally a gentle, always happy, and eager to please son. Thursday night, however, he was not so eager to please. He was not happy. Instead, YaYa wailed in total frustration as I told him that he could not watch TV, go to a friend’s house, … [Continue reading]