Two weeks ago, while I was at work, I received the most devastating news, a friend of mine had passed away. Misty was not only my friend, but she was an amazing mother, beautiful daughter, and an awesome soccer player. She had the kindest heart, and cutest little laugh. The news hit me really hard, and as the week went on, friends and family pulled together to celebrate her and her life.
Running is a funny thing, and it solves many problems. It can make you feel strong, clear your mind, fill you mind with thoughts, and help you grieve.
I knew I needed to run to grieve.
My friend Misty was one of my biggest fans. She was amazed at how far I would run. She was proud of me, and always said she wished she could run as far as me. I would tell her that she could and she would reply with a ‘yeah right.’
As I set out on my first run in weeks yesterday, I knew I was going to run for Misty. Unfortunately I hadn’t been running in two weeks and I was on a time crunch, so I knew the distance wasn’t going to do her justice. As I ran by places that were familiar to both of us, my mind filled with happy thoughts and memories of her. I know that from above she has many people to watch over, her beautiful babies, her family and friends who are grieving for her, but I couldn’t help to feel that she was watching me run also.
Midway through the run I decided to find the biggest hill I could find and I was going to run all the way to the top for her. I knew that this was going to be difficult on my legs and lungs, due to my mild onset of a bronchitis-like sickness, but I didn’t care. I had my hill in sight and made my way over to it, and something amazing happened. I went to start my climb, and suddenly my song on Pandora changed to the song played at her memorial, “Don’t You Worry Child,” by Swedish House Mafia. As I ran up the hill, tears of joy and sadness and love ran down my face. It would appear to anyone that I must have looked like a lunatic because through all of that I had the biggest smile on my face.
As I made it to the top of the hill, an overwhelming feeling of emotion came over me. Like I said before, running is funny. Running can ease pain, and create more pain. It can relieve stress and anxiety. It can make you feel alive.
This run helped me heal, and I will always hear that song and be reminded of her. I will remember how she helped me get up that hill. When I run my ‘crazy, insane distances’ she will always come with me.
Misty left behind three beautiful children, an 8 year old and 7 month old twins. Please consider to donate to the future of her children.