My run was wonderful. Almost 5 miles. It made me think about her. I haven't in awhile. She could make you feel like you were the only one in a room and that what you were saying was the most important thing in the entire world. I feel I run slower than others, my hubby says it is because of my little munchkin legs, but she told me once I only needed to keep pace with myself. She gave me permission really. Her words flew across my mind and reached me through my loud music, beating of my racing heart and my little feet pounding the treadmill. It came like a wave... thoughts linked with memories. I remember she also told me for everything there is a season. She looked me in the eyes as if she new... within 1 year was the first surgery followed closely by the second, that made things so permanent. She was a healer who's medicine was words. She was magic. I think I will spend some time outside today and see if I can catch her scent in the earth....
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What a beautiful post. What a beautiful legacy.
The memories which bring smiles to our faces are the BEST, aren't they?
I have a friend that used to make me feel the same way. Dementia is taking over her brain and taking my friend away. It's so sad!
I'm so glad you were fortunate enough to have such a wonderful supportive person in your life.
so beautiful I felt it.
Oh I felt that too....one moment smiling, the next feeling that lump. I could read your blog all day - but have been away from the computer for a bit....but one of these days, I will catch up and read up on all your bits. You write in the most beautiful way, with an ease that feels so calm and warm. Or really really funny! Thanks for sharing....it is trickling far and wide ;)
T
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