Counting down the last few days of this month, because October has so much meaning. First signs of fall, a start to the holiday season, and of course (at last) some relief from this unbearable summer heat. Thank heavens.
I caught a glimpse of the cooler temperatures when Clint and I went running outside the other night. I think my broken ankle has finally decided to fully heal, which I'm pretty sure means my body is encouraging me to get back into running. So far so good.
A conversation with my father-in-law earlier this week changed my life. He has an energy, presence and spirit about him unlike anybody else on earth. Really, it's indescribable and beyond amazing; I wish you could all experience him in person or hear his wisdom and stories. We talked about the concept of commitment, and how commitment is what it takes to accomplish something or be someone or realize any dream. When you are completely and powerfully committed, miracles will happen. Right now I'm excited thinking about the miracles that are going to happen in our life...
(Miracle #1 will be if I go running right now, even though I'm out-of-my-mind exhausted.)