Mom. Triathlete. Yogi. Foodie. Writer. Boss. Coffee lover. Side hustler.
All tagged #rearview
love sharing the joy, but I don't think there's much weight in my victories without seeing the whole picture. Is it time? Maybe not today, but soon
I needed to fail so I could come back from the dead.
I glanced back at Alli; she looked on, and up. Like my Dad helped shape me, I was doing just the same for my own.
Instead, I'll sit right here.
We kept a steady pace to support much needed conversations.
I found strength in sharing my independence, my pride, my warrior-like persona to help those around me.
There might be other races, maybe not. But there will never be another right now.
Over time, the vibrance of the arrow faded. The symbolism of that takes my breath away.
I needed to be okay during this quiet time - a struggle, for sure.
