This morning I was running out west, enjoying the view of the splendid Rocky Mountains, when I spied three coyotes hunched down in a pack in the tall grasses near me. It looked like a mom teacher her young. I didn't have my camera for my first big loop (five miles). I started to think about my own mom, God rest her soul, and celebrated the morning, running and thinking of all the wonderful life lessons she taught me and how much I wish she could have done so for my sons. She would have been
Published on May 09, 2009 13:01