We just found out my dear mother in law's tumor (cancer) is too big to be operated on. She's getting an echocardiogram to see if she can withstand chemo. The chemo may help shrink the tumor so they *may* be able to operate /remove the tumor. I spent my run looking up at the beautiful green mountains profoundly struck by how short the good parts of life are. I pondered the many beautiful summers when she and my father in law would travel up from Chile to spend the entire summer with us and the children. My children adore her. She is their tiny 'abuelita', standing tough as nails at 4'11. She is the single most patient, sweetest, truly Christian woman I know. I realize God is the author of our lives, but I am sad anyway. She is so quiet and humble she would not want me to worry about her, which makes it all the worse for me. She has been so sweet to me and so grateful that I married her son. I hate these chapters of life; to quietly witness the suffering of others and the unknown. To have to say goodbye to the past and move ahead without people who love you. Running helped me cope wth the loss of my father; but I needed to run to fix the crazy he made inside of me. Losing her is just sad, no need to drum up any energy to run away from anything. | 