August 19, 2013.
I've started running...again.. was never the fastest... always proud to be in the middle of the pack. Tended to wonder about those at the back.. Of course the back is were I am now!
20 years ago, stumbled upon a great group of women.. and one or two "token males" lol.. we've run/walked together through life... participating in fun road races, discussing life events... raising our children, discussing colleges, our jobs, our husband's jobs, our families...
At first, my darling husband, Wayne rather resented my "running buddies". I understood. Sunday morning breakfast often was forgotten in favor of meeting my "buddies for a quick run."
Gradually he accepted them. It helped that he had a huge circle of his own "buddies.."
In time, he grew to love my buddies... As I knew he would. When he was very sick, they'd show up with casseroles, books, hugs and love... for him.
After Wayne died, my running buddies surprised me. They got a bench at "our park" and dedicated it to my Wayne. Our Wayne. Our bench. When we're done running we can collapse on it. It holds our water bottles, jackets, hats, sunglasses...
It's sturdy, wide, helpful and beautiful.
Just like my Wayne :)
