well, technically since I don’t like running, anything (but that really isn’t the point of this post) I have been struggling a lot with whether or not to post anything specific about my emotions this weekend. Atlanta was a great distraction & I will say I am overwhelmed with gratitude that I get to be the… Continue reading you can’t outrun….
525,600 minutes How do you measure, measure a year? In daylight, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee In inches, in miles, in laughter and strife. In 525,600 minutes, how do you measure a year in the life In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried In bridges he burned, or… Continue reading 525,600