Funny how sometimes we write about something in our life than so quickly things can change. For the past six months my 93 year old grandmother has been sick. She has lived a beautiful long life and means the world to me. She was very involved in my life and on Monday she moved on from this life to one I can only imagine is much better for her now. The last six months were not easy on her body and cancer tore through it with a force so painful and unrelentless. She is no longer in pain and that is the best relief to anyone who saw her suffer. Today I sit inside a dark room watching it rain outside and all I want to do is run. So as soon as I get someone to watch the girls, I am going to go run. I am going to run for her and for me. I will run for the beautiful long life I got to share with her, and the beautiful lives we will both now lead.