The picture that I chose to share with this blog has a very special cloud within it, there is now another special cloud that will be floating up to join those that already reside there...
So back to the harsh reality that is life. Life must go on, and it does. So much has changed and yet so much remains the same. The pack is settled, stress dissipated like the smoke from a cigarette extinguished by dropping the butt in a water can. As easily as that, it happened.
Kez is a different dog, the one I used to know, he continues to protect the pack and keep his little brother in check.... He watches over me, I can see and feel his gaze frequently. My protector in the flesh.
I ran a bad marathon last weekend. Bad as in I did not enjoy it. Running to me is about fun, enjoyment and the fact that I can run. This escaped me last weekend... The pain I live with every day came back to haunt me. To remind me that I am on borrowed time. I intend to continue to borrow, but with a lot of help from friends and sponsors.... Like the pheonix from the ashes, I will return...
