Finished Business...At last

Yesterday we were able to do the temple work for my brother, Dan, at the Salt Lake Temple. His headstone was also finally put in this past week. It was a beautiful experience. So grateful for the gospel.

My Last Run

Today I ran my last run...in a sense...

Today marks the 1st anniversary of my brother's death...and the last...

For the past year, I have run for him. To feel closer to him. To validate my feelings to him. To somehow try and connect with his spirit. To make up for all the runs I will not be able to take with him in this earthly life...

Today, I ran my last run for him...Tomorrow, I start running for me...

I made a promise to myself that this would be the only year I would "memorialize" my brother's passing. That I would not go year to year remembering one of the most agonizing days of my life. I have too many fond memories and cherished moments that I would rather recall, and "memorialize" than the day a part of me was taken.

Will I remember this day? Always. Will it stir emotions in my heart and soul? Always. Does it define my brother? Not at all.

So I give myself this one anniversary. I give myself this last morning run for my brother. Now I run for me, my soul, my husband, my children, and my testimony that I will someday run with my brother again, without any constraints of mortality.

I love you Dan, and the runs we will share...