Lines Between Living

I literally could have not been here anymore, and since then, it’s not a lie that I’ve questioned the reason for me to still be here.

Two years ago, life changed. I may seem to mention this allot at times, but for me, it was a culmination of something that truly has changed me forever.

But these two years… they’ve shown me things I might’ve never seen if I hadn’t stayed.

I watched my youngest son graduate college. My oldest daughter walk the stage for high school(being Top 20 thank you very much).

My oldest son marry the love of his life. And my little one? She sang her first solo fearless, radiant, finding her voice.(plus I get the pleasure of hearing her sing all of Hamilton around the house all at the age of 12)

And then there’s me.

Once an avid runner. Ten miles used to feel like meditation. Then the accident came and so did the silence. The first year, I couldn’t run. The second, I could… but I didn’t. Life and I wrestled, and running became a ghost.

But today  I laced up again. Not for speed. Not for distance. For me.

And how am I feeling?

Grateful. Shaky. Emotional. Human. Alive.

Because determination isn’t about how fast you move it’s about not letting your spirit stand still.