I have not run a step since Grandmas Marathon eight weeks ago. I ran Grandmas for so many personal reasons. My mother was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer just before I flew out - not sure how long she had to live - I almost cancelled the trip. I decided to run as a way of celebrating every ounce of my wellbeing and to honor the person who gave me the gift of life. She passed away three weeks ago. I held her hand as she passed away, at her home where she has lived for over 40 years. Submerged by a tidal wave of overwhelming grief can be paralysing. Everyday I am mindful of all that I have to be grateful for - I have had my mother in my life for such a long time. It is time to pick myself up off the floor and start getting through it the only way I know how - through action. To greet each new day honouring the gift.
