Monday, April 15th was a day I experienced just about every emotion that is humanly possible. When it began I felt the way I feel most other marathon mornings but this time it was even more special. I was about to run the Boston Marathon and I had been dreaming of running this race for years. The day was
Last night in my Ladies Bible class at church, we were in smaller break out groups talking about finding our identity. My discussion group leader made the point that we all have many different roles and sometimes we have a hard time finding who we are as an individual. Being a Wife Being a Mother Being a Daughter