This is the end. ~ The Doors The End
Out of all of this weekends pictures this one is my favorite by far. My friend, my best friend, (NOT MY BOYFRIEND HE IS MARRIED PEOPLE) was right where he said he would be, at the finish line waiting for me to get there. I am sad I didn't get to see him finish as he has worked so hard over the last 4 months, but this hug made up for all 26 point freaking 2 miles. He said at one point that he selfishly wanted me to do the half so that I would be there when he finished, I think the look on his face in this picture proves that this meant more to him. He and his beautiful wife have been an integral part of pulling me out of the pit of darkness. They believed in me when I couldn't believe in myself. I love and cherish their friendship.
I know I am not supposed to look or pay attention to times because Betsy said she would kick me.. or hit me.. or smack me.. or something, and I will give her this much. I did not look at my time. I didn't know what time I crossed the finish line but it is clearly in this picture and you can subtract roughly 5 minutes. I have to check into it because my time is incorrect on the website. The one and only reason I wanted my time was because I did have a goal in my head, I wanted to hit 6:30. I did. I beat the only person I needed to beat and that was the person in my head that said YOU CAN'T DO THIS. I did you @#$$@#%$#, so next time I would appreciate it if you would kindly shut the W@#$@# up! I also now have a new goal to beat, this time. That is right.. I plan on doing this again.
So you want to know what that is in my hand?
Oh and in true bootcamp form I DID beat the person in front of me. In the last 20 yards or so there was a lady... I had my eyes on her for awhile, at the very end I heard in my head, just beat the person in front of you, I am sorry lady but I had to do it.
I am now going to share with you some Facebook posts from the weekend.
From the morning of the marathon:
Today as I get ready for the biggest event of my life it is time for me to make a little speech. Or essay. Or whatever.
Last year I missed the event because I was so deeply rooted in a deep depression that I did not train. I couldn't get past losing Deanna. I have come to realize that there is no getting past it... through it.. or by it. This is something that I will have to fight through for the rest of my days.
Last year Cameron Gallagher fought through her race and finished and today with faith her family knows she is safe and happy in heaven. Yea in heaven.. with my De. Cameron passed away shortly after completing the half marathon.
I always find myself reflecting on these things as I distance run ... The people in my life. The ones that are strong and have true grit. The ones who fought or are fighting the good fight.
Cameron ' s Mom Grace said words to me that I will never forget. She said she will keep Deanna in her heart. So today as I take off on this journey I will keep in my heart those I hold dear... who fight.. Kyle Ashberry, Shannon Parlett, Nichole Glenn, my Mom Ruth Ann Hutson and my angels Deanna and Little Dustin. Today is for you.
Give... I am giving you my strength to continue fighting
Live... I am doing my best to live the life you would be proud of.
Hug... I know I will be hugging you all one day if I can't today or here on this earth it will be in heaven.
Cameron you will be in my heart!
"Let's finish this"
PS I forgot to add Melinda Baker to my list! I was all a bundle of nerves and realized it at about mile 10 that I forgot to put her name on there.. I suck.
Everyone knows I am a signs person... I'm a little weird about it. Especially when something big is going on in my life like running a marathon. Yes I have done 2 but neither were timed so this is a big huge scary for me.
I think Deanna has done everything to say "I'm here mom."
My running this time started on Deanna's birthday. Tomorrow when I finish the full marathon I will have run 105 miles 8 exactly 4 weeks. 28 days.
Then Chris Trusz got his bib 4222. Her birthday 222.
Yesterday there was a dime in my converse. In my shoe. I will carry it with me tomorrow.
Tonight at dinner they played my heart will go on... many do not know but that was one of the songs that was played for her.
"Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on"
Followed quickly by "My Girl"
So tomorrow as we embark on this journey of true heart and will know that a beautiful angel is with us all.
See you at the finish friends.
I felt those needed sharing.. they were just words from my heart that needed a place to stay, that needed to be somewhere I could reflect back on and maybe give someone inspiration.
This leads into one of the most precious and special gifts the mother of an angel could ever receive. The friendship of someone who gets it, someone who feels your words in their heart and are led to act on their feelings. At the finish line my dear friend Christine walked up to me and said I have something for you. (She works in a wine store I thought it may be wine... oh she did better than wine) She reaches in her bag and pulls out a beautiful jewelry box (my photo does not do it justice) that when opened plays My Heart Will go on. I cried when she gave it to me, I just didn't have tears, I think I was slightly dehydrated. When I got back to my room I sat down and opened the box and let it play, tears flowed. Tears of joy, sadness, faith... I know my angel was with me yesterday. There were times it hurt.. it hurt badly physically.. and I would just think ok my angels time for some help and the pain would ease. She was there in the special gift, she was there through the miles, she was there when after the race the first name I heard come over the loud speaker (they announce names it was just background noise I never even heard my name) was here comes Deanna. Christine your beautiful gift will be cherished but it will also be a reminder that she is with me always!
In closing I just want to say.. I love you all! Those that ran, those that cheered, those that drove a long way to see me finish, those that I ran for, those that sent text and messages. I LOVE YOU!