Saturday, February 11, 2012

Running for Sherry

I couldn't run today, so I ran last night. 4 miles. I thought about Sherry and her family, and I thought about all the times I had gone running at 6am alone. Never giving it a second thought. Never expecting anything bad to happen. But I'm sure Sherry didn't expect anything to happen either. I prayed that I would never take for granted that I can run. That each day I wake up, is another day I am alive.

Today is also the 5-year anniversary of the death of a good friend. She died suddenly from complications due to Type 1 Diabetes. She was 22. I can still hear my best friend on the phone. Stacey's dead. I think that was the day I officially grew up and realized how precious life is. When Stacey died I promised that I would live life to the fullest, in honor of her. That I wouldn't take life for granted. I have not lived up to that promise. I hope I can do better, for Stacey. For Sherry. And for myself.

Stacey and I at our college graduation, 8 months before she died.


  1. Wonderful reminder that life is precious and so easily lost. I took for granted that I was running alone outside so often, I will try very hard, for Sherry and myself, not to do that any more!

    1. Same here! It is so easy to take it for granted.