Flowers from my sweet friend and running partner, Tiernae.
So I hope you never have a day like our June 10.
(June 9 was pretty horrible, too.)
I really really do. The pain? Nearly unbearable. The tears? I didn't know there could be so many. The questions? Mostly unanswered and always present.
And yet, I will admit that in the exquisite pain, there was a mixture of exquisite joy. I have never felt so sure that love is everything, both the end and the beginning. And the outpouring of love for our family was just starting.