Sent from Val in McAllen, TX
What a morning. How is it possible to have so many emotions all at once? Sorrow, hope, anger, peacefulness, gratitude.
I woke up with heavy heart. I had a vivid dream about Sherry last night. Do you ever have a dream that seems so real you believe it really happened? In the dream I was sitting between Sherry and her sister on the couch. Sherry leaned in and whispered, “goodnight,” which I meant to mean “goodbye.” When her sister asked if she was okay, she just nodded, “yes.”
I just spoke to a reporter in Billings, Montana who told me 500 people showed up for the run today in Sidney, Sherry’s hometown.
500 PEOPLE. Think about that.
Here are some photos from the Sidney Herald website:
As I know is the case where many of you are it was freaking freezing here today. 5 degrees and snowing. Those conditions might scare off some, but not us. We were bad asses on a mission.
We had a large group show up in Boulder:
We did a moment of silence, then took off into the gray landscape:
A news reporter for Fox 31/Channel 2 News showed up. He enjoyed some quality time by the dumpster.
My dad, mom and the kids:
A lovely outtake of me. I really was glad to be out there despite what my face says (thanks, Dad):
When the run got started, news guy wanted to talk to me, so I got left behind. I ran out to catch the crowd but never did. They were doing a loop, so I turned around and headed the other way and found them. This actually gave me some meditative time to run alone. The sun poked out and made the snow glimmer like a million diamonds. It was perfectly and incredibly beautiful.
As always, it stinks to live in this crap hole:
We love you Sherry. I hope you felt it today.
How was your run today??