It would be impossible not to cry today. My tears came early this morning as I looked out East to a sunny sky.
Today would/is? have been our ten year wedding anniversary.
And in a few days marks the third year since Ryan's death.
Big sigh. Big tears.
Last night I raced my first night at the 7/11 velodrome. Corner two wasn't haunted with his presence. And when I struggled from digging myself into the red, I used my own strength to finish the race. I was frustrated at not having the strength to hold on from an early move in the point a lap - and I know better. But sometimes you have to struggle just for the sake of struggling.
Guess what? It's sunny. For the 12th morning in a row. The sun is great for drying tears.