Friday, January 11, 2008

Final notes on the day..

As I sit here watching the end of a pretty nice day-we both had massages in town, followed by a delicious lunch. We came back to the cabin where I rode my trainer for over an hour. The fire is cooking in the wood stove, Hartley is cooking a great dinner. My life is perfect. Then I think of Laura and Mark George, who do not know the fate of their beloved son, Michael, missing for 7 days now on Wolf Creek Mountain and my heart is heavy. Who knows when this sunset may be our last? Who knows if we wake up tomorrow to some inconceivable news, as these families have endured. The pain and anxiety of not knowing, no resolve, a mother's heart breaking..Life just keeps happening on it's own terms. We ride the waves and pray for strength and prepare for the final journey out of this reality into the next..


the Dread Pirate Rackham said...

I feel so bad for Mark and Laura. It's just wrong all the way around. Do you know the papers have been saying they went out on Saturday - but it was actually Friday. They've been missing for a week.

i'm really sad too.

SWTrigal said...

Albuquerque is such a hick town when it comes to news. I'm sorry-it just is..

cindy said...

I was thinking about them on my long run this morning. As a parent, I can't imagine bearing that much pain.