As a bereaved mom, I spend my time in two worlds. One being with my boys and Regan and the other with Gabrielle. I am filled with such joy as I get to watch the three boys grow and enjoy their lives and I am also filled with such sadness as I visit her daily in my day and imagine Gabrielle with us wherever we go. It has been these 4 boys that have kept me breathing since she died. She would have loved being down at the beach with us, I can picture it so clearly. We miss her so much.
So while I absolutely loved the race; kayaking in the beautiful ocean looking at the mountains, the downtown landscape, the beach and enjoying such a feeling of peace, to screaming through the trails feeling like a kid again as I raced up and down the hills through the majestic trees to the final run where we cheered on the other competitors we saw, I finished with such a feeling of emptiness. It was tough.
We got to see the kids at the transition point and they were so cute. The looks of determination on their faces was the absolute best thing to see. James was so excited and because of this experience can't wait for his next race.
I am so grateful for all the support we received from all of our family and friends. Thanks to my beautiful sister Julie for joining me and wrapping her arms around me at the finish line.
