Seven

And I saw an angel come down unto me

In her hand she holds the very key

Words of compassion, words of peace

And in the distance an army's marching feet 

 - Prince

I cried a lot today. Freedom is not just given, it must be fought for. I have engaged in battle and stopped running away. I mean I did run today, and thought on healing. Three miles around the lake. I have to say I miss my running buddy. Life changes and we must grow and adapt, or risk stagnation. I took her for a two mile consolation walk and cried the whole way. But I am in my healing place. The place where we both are our best selves.