Back In Texas

I’m back in Texas until after Thanksgiving. My son’s best friend is getting married this Saturday.  This summer when I planned my trip to the wedding, I thought it would be a great idea to visit my parents before the wedding for a week, visit my son at my home in Texas the next week, and have Dr. T fly to Texas to meet me for Thanksgiving.  As the time approached for me to leave, I was a bit anxious.  I have been very dependent on Dr. T since we started emailing each other after R passed away.  He just seems to ground me… plus, I am happy in my new life!!

So- here I am at my parents’ house, which is wonderful.  We have been busy, and it is so nice to be with them.  My sister is here so we are really having a good visit.  I got up yesterday morning and ran in the pasture on the farm where their house is.  It is only a little over 2 miles, but it is beautiful and I love to run here.  The year after I lost R, while training for the New Orleans Marathon, I ran in this pasture every time I visited my parents.  I also ran the streets of the little town where they live in Central Texas.  I ran up the hill on their property and looked off in the horizon– I prayed and thanked God for my life.  I would never have wanted to lose R the way that I have, but this is what has happened in my life.  I hope to make R proud my how I live the rest of my life and honor him in some way.

The farm:

R is buried right by my wonderful grandfather.  Two wonderful men who loved each other very much!!  My grandfather was a veteran so the boy scouts put a flag on his grave today.