Wishing on a star

Got back out there tonight, first run in two weeks, but it was time. I didn't want to procrastinate any longer, lest it becomes a thing, you know?

2.00 Miles
27:14 = 13:37 / M

Talked to my mom before going out, that is what mentally pushed me out the door. You may remember she's fighting breast cancer. She's done with chemo & radiation (hair is starting to come back:-)) but has had a cough/cold/bronchitis issue for the past month. Well, she was admitted to the hospital Monday--she is now in ICU with pneumonia. She sounds so weak and tired. She has had the crummiest year and I just feel so helpless. And after I was done with the phone call, I just had to go out to run. Not fast (you know me) or far, but it was time--I had to run, just because I can.

As soon as I got outside I looked up and gasped--there were so many stars! Living near NYC, really clear, starry nights are not that frequent. But here's the amazing tihng: five minutes into my outing, on my first walk break, I saw a shooting star! I made a wish, and I just knew at that moment that she will be ok. The grin stayed with me for a moment longer, then it was back to jogging and enjoying folks' Christmas lights on this quiet, starry night.

I've sure never had a "spiritual" connection with anything while running, I'm usually just chugging along, trying to keep moving forward. I guess this is just the same, trying to keep moving on, but this time, with a little sign from Heaven that says things are going to be ok.

Peace.