First of all, I have to say I absolutely LOVE this picture of my mom. This was my mom to the tee…SILLY! Anyone that knows a Boyle, knows that we’re all just a bunch of goodballs. I wouldn’t have it any other way! Second, today would of been my mom’s 50th Birthday! So, Happy Birthday mom! I love and miss you everyday!!
This past weekend I had one of the best experiences of my life! I feel so privileged to be able to participate in the Ragnar Relay Series. You may ask, what is Ragnar? Well, let me tell you. The Ragnar my team mates and I participated in was the Northwest Passage, which started near the border of Canada in the seaside town of Blaine, WA. We then headed south through farm country and along the coast, ultimately crossing over Deception Pass. The race wrapped up on the southern tip of Whidbey Island. We ran through the day and night. Some of the runs were pitch dark, which lead me to offer water to some stranger I thought was my husband running…honest mistake, right?!
So, you may call me and my running pals crazy, but this was an experience I would of been sad to miss out on. The inside jokes we have and the mild case of sleep deprivation was completely worth it!
Thank you to my fellow runners and our fabulous volunteers that made this the amazing experience that it was! I can’t wait until next year!!!
One of these things is not like the others, One of these things just doesn’t belong, Can you tell which thing is not like the others?
I can’t quite believe that it’s been 12 year since my sweet mother passed away to cancer. Dang cancer!!! I sure don’t like it!! She would of been 50 years old this coming August and I have to be honest, it’s weird to think of her as 50. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t find the age of 50 to be old, by any means, but I imagine what our relationship would be like if she was still here. She wouldn’t be parenting me anymore and would be more like a friend. I wish I had that with her. I try not to think about what could of been, just because I don’t like focusing on things I don’t have any control of….and as many of you have experienced, we have don’t have any control over whether or not we lose people in our lives. I guess this is one of the many trials in life, but I’m not going to pretend I like it or I’m ok with it, it’s just the way it is. I know that this experience has helped shape me into the person I am today, but I still don’t like it…dang it! :) Anyway, I just want to make this post in memory of my sweet mother who was both beautiful inside and out. I’m so grateful for her amazing example and I hope to become half the woman she was!
