I absolutely love THIS STORY (click here to read).
It’s not triathlon-related, so for those of you who only think SWIM, BIKE, RUN, please move onto the next blog of the day.
It’s about hope. Faith. Love– found in the most unbelievable place, lost, and then amazingly found again. And not holding grudges.
I love when magical stuff like this happens. It makes you feel like the world just maybe isn’t all that big after all. And that maybe, just maybe, we really ARE on a path. I hope it takes your breath away, just like it did mine.
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*sniff*sniff* That is too sweet.
Whoa! That gave me the chills and reminds us (again!) how amazing love can be and how lucky we are – I don’t forget that anymore either. Thanks for sharing, Amy!!
Amy, thank you. Such a sweet, magical story….it made me cry. I am so happy they found each other. I hope the rest of their lives are heavenly.
How cool is that!!!
Amy, this is Tamika and mom she told me to read the page. It was wonderful. Thank you. I think one way or another we all need to be reminded of what is important. Love and that holding grudges makes the heart sour. We love you from Akron, Ohio. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK.
Wow, the power of LOVE! Thanks for this story Amy!
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