Seeing the Story

I’m a writer. I learn this about myself more every day. I compose prose in the car on my way to work and think about more powerful synonyms for common words when I’m running. Words are my friends and continual companions. But even more important than my thesaurus, are my eyes. I long to notice…

Miracle Miles

My feet look like giant prunes.   Worn and wrinkled from two hoursĀ of rain and miles of movement, my aching feet are my trophies of victory. 9.3 miles… check! This race benefitted a local neonatal unit, something near and dear to my heart. Plus we got bibs, baby food, and toys at the finish line!…