I feel a serious storm comin’ on – gonna need all my strength, whatever remains, to stand tall in the howlin’ winds, be the reeds, bend, do not break; there will be time enough for the best in us to rise once again like sunrise on a brand new day. I said that. Dylan probably said it better somewhere else, but he ain’t here this morning.
I used to be a runner, in that I got up every morning, laced up and went for a run. I haven’t done that for three or more years. Strokes and heart infections have caused a break in the flow, so to speak. But given the events that transpired today, I believe I have no choice but to “lace up, light out, and look all around.” Running has always been my sanctuary, a cathedral of my own choosing, if you will. It has always given me strength and clarity of purpose in the effort expended and the lessons learned – of courage, faith endurance and love. I will need to to be my best self going forward. I came home 16 years ago, to America. I didn’t know it then but these days will be the reason I came home, to be a citizen, to do my part. I am an American-born son and what happens here matters to me.
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