Hi, my name is Celeste Edenloff and first off (as the tears began to form), I am a bawl baby. Second, I lost (the tears were flowing free now) my mom in March (chest hurt, tears were harder, words kind of got mumbled and my nose started to run) and I lost my dad in July. And, I am NOT okay. I was the youngest … Continue reading Admitting you need help
NOTE: The following is an opinion column that will be in the Friday, October 6 issue of the Echo Press. I am posting the original column here as the one in the paper is just a wee bit shorter. I think it was edited down by about 400 words. Thank goodness for online blogs that don’t have space restrictions! Lol. I hope you take the … Continue reading Getting through the forest of sorrow
As we got to the starting line, I saw there were pacers. I like running with a pacer and don’t remember seeing pacers at this particular race before. My husband, Al, and I were running the Stillwater Log Run 10-mile race. This was our third time at this race. It’s a favorite. PICTURE: At the starting line. My immediate thought was, “Yes, pacers!” And then I … Continue reading I gave up
So after my parents died, I didn’t think I would see the inside of an emergency room for quite some time. Guess I was wrong. I’ve been there twice since Saturday night. The picture is from the second time. After a week of not seeing my husband that much because of work, I was so looking forward to Saturday night and our usual “Date Night.” … Continue reading A little scary
Young people. Older people. Shorter people. Tall people. Skinnier people. Pleasingly plump people. Injured people. Elite athletic extremely fit people. One-legged people. Broken arm people. Asthmatic people. Cancer people. On-a-mission people. Fathers and daughters. Mothers and sons. Husbands and wives. Brothers. Sisters. Friends. Lovers. Family. Runners. Joggers. Walkers. Hobblers. The running community encompasses all kinds of people. And at races, you will see every kind there … Continue reading We came. We saw. My husband conquered.