This marathon will be over soon, unfortunately it feels like I have to run the rest of the race with a sandbag strapped to my back with all that I have left to do, but the end is in sight. I remember when I started I was so far removed from the end that you never really gave much thought about it, you were more concerned with just surviving. One pressure has been replaced by another. A new perspective gained.
I'm thankful to all the folks that have cheered me on along the race and will be there to celebrate with me when I cross the finish line. Some gave me hope, some gave humor, some knocked me down to give humility, and some I have no clue who they are or even what the hell they do here.