6/24/13

This Is What's Up!

I absolutely love this photo. It's all over my face...that Tri-Attitude. I may be slow, I may be all back of the pack...but I'm strong and I DO THE DAMN THING! A combination of exhilaration & exhaustion knowing that I did my best and left it out there. Strength in the knowledge that I can conquer my fears and control the negative chatter of my mind. 

I AM A TRIATHLETE! Race report to follow...

P.S. Congratulations to @Dwigee who was BEASTLY on her first Triathlon. I got mad great pics of your accomplishment! 

6/6/13

Happy Anniversary–30 Years of Love, 26 Years of Marriage

RON STEPTOE 024   ThenNowValentine

                1983                                     June 6,1987                      June 2012

 

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                                                          2013

 

What an incredible journey.

 

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

Happy Anniversary, my love…

6/3/13

I’m Gonna Be Okay…

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My son.

 

The Prince, Heir to the Empire, Protector of the Realm…

 

GRADUATED FROM COLLEGE … and is embarking on a great internship. He also has made it to the final selection round to become a State Trooper.

 

 

Living his dreams.

 

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…and I’ve managed to keep it together (mostly) as the apron strings slowly unravel. My baby boy, my Prince  - he is all grown up. He’s a man. Mommy not needed- not like before. Now, I’m just Mom and my job is done.

 

I think we did pretty damn well. We raised up a great young man, as we should, and now I got to let him go and do his thing. I thought it was going just about kill me, that whole letting go thing, but I’m okay, I think.

 

I’m gonna be okay. I’m pretty sure.

 

We are so proud of our son. Cheese eating grin proud. He is going do great things…and I’m going to be okay.

 

Just call your momma erry now and then.