You may have heard this story about my beautiful niece.
I have no clever words or clanging gongs of wisdom.
I have no revelations about Warrior I or how to get past mile 22.
I am broken at the core, so sad it hurts.
But I am hopeful and filled with love from many. Thank you a million ways from Sunday.
You are beautiful.
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I’m coming back. With momentum like you’ve never seen.
Until then, let’s keep breathing.