One year ago today – at this very moment – I was struggling during what should have been a routine 3-mile lunchtime run. I was with one of my coworkers, who really more deserves the title Dearest Friend. She is amazing, inspiring, supportive, and wicked fun. 😉 When I had to stop and walk after just half a mile of that run, that friend stopped and walked with me. She encouraged me as I tried to catch my breath. Told me to take my time and listen to what my body was telling me. And inspired me to keep going when I wanted to quit.
Our route that day took us through a cemetery, and we passed a vulture with his captured prey. It was eerie and foreboding, and the image stayed with me over the next week as I experienced all that I did. My friend and I have reflected on that moment many times over the last year and joke that, if we are out for a run again and see another vulture, we are turning around right away!
Little did I know that day was just the beginning of a long journey, one that would bring many new faces and friends into my life. Today, as I remember what started the ball rolling toward my diagnosis, I am deeply grateful for all of you who have been my partners in this amazing experience. It’s been a roller coaster ride for sure, but, then again, I’ve always been a big fan of roller coasters.
Bridge Over Troubled Water, Simon & Garfunkel
The Road Less Traveled 
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