Alone On a Dark Mountainside
When I was in college I took a jogging class. Somehow the course was not cancelled, even though only 3 of us registered for it. I always looked forward to that class and I had such a blast each time. I got to know the other two members in my class really well. Meet Wendy... she was in her late 40's and had recently picked up running. She had even run a few half marathons. I was amazed by what she could do even though she had a busy family/schedule. I remember asking her why she decided to pick up running as a 'hobby'. Her response has stuck with me. She said, "It gives me a chance to do something for myself. I get to be Wendy." Not the soccer mom, the carpool driver, the homework enforcer, or the dinner chef. Just Wendy. Simple as that. Things have finally settled down since Adriaan's birth (took me long enough, right?) I have had some time to reflect and I have realized that I need to do something for Sarah. So l...