Due Date

A little over 4 months after a pink August moon, I went for a run.
I've been wondering what this day would be like. The last few weeks have been in sick... anticipation? I don't know. I just feel like she was being taken away again.
Ruth was part of Shelly. When you have a child, a piece of your heart and soul become living and separate from you. How do you go on without that part of yourself?
I ran today on a very cold but clear December day. My miles are for her so I think of her when I run. My legs are numb from the cold and the lump in my throat makes it hard to breath. It's 3pm but the sun looks ready to go down. Mt Hood is glowing. I want to move forward.

This is how it is,
~I am so thankful that Shelly got to hold Ruth even though she couldn't keep her here.
~I am so thankful to have Shelly, even with that little missing piece of her heart. I love every thing about her and don't know what I would do without her.
~I'm Thankful for Ruth and the absolute happiness she brought to her mom.

I'm moving forward as the lump in my throat gets smaller.