Different Way
3 min readAug 18, 2022
Different way:
after my mother died, and my marriage slid closer to divorce, I found myself drawn to the local trails and long hours of running, simply being in motion as a natural means to express a deep grief that wouldn’t stay still within me. I needed to run. Many friends and family members assumed that I was hiding from my grief, denying the present hurt by attempting to out run its presence, or to keep my mind and body occupied…