I thought I would feel weird about wearing a dead girl’s clothes, but it turns out that they bring me joy (and not just because Lisa has far better taste than me). It’s as if she’s with me, going on new adventures, living on in visual reminders to be brave and strong, like her.
The best surprise of 2012 had been running through Camp Pendleton for Miles 7-9. Soldiers from the Virginia National Guard lined the streets to cheer on the runners. I was blown away — they risk their lives for our freedom and they were cheering us on?