This post has been a long time coming. If you remember, the last part of 2015 I was in another world. I was dealing with the loss of my auntie and the loss of one of my best friends all at the same dayum time. I can truly say, October and November were a real struggle.
At one point during that time, I was questioning if I had lost my love for running AGAIN because it just wasn’t fun anymore. While running, my mind was always filled with so many what if (s). Looking back, I really allowed myself to get swallowed up in all that had transpired.
I really believe that what doesn’t kill me, does indeed make me stronger. I finally was able to get to a point where I could say okay, it’s time to move forward and just reflect on the experiences that were shared with them both. I had some great times and that is what I will remember.
Now don’t get me wrong, the ending of my year in 2015 was not all bad.

