I love running roads that I regularly drive. It’s incredible how much more I see on foot than behind the wheel.
This morning I did 15 miles – basically to my local Target and back. I took it slow and easy. Listened to a wonderful audiobook. Saw the sunrise. And saw the world around me.
I’ve been singing “Two Brothers” (of American Adventure fame) since seeing these two gravestones on my path. Presumably brothers – killed 2 years apart, from the looks of it (and their ages) in WWII, buried side by side. Who was waiting to meet the older brother again? Did they find each other up there?
While you enjoy your family and your barbecue and your day off work this Memorial Day, send some love and gratitude into the universe for Mrs. Crawford and her sons…..
