Today I learnt the sad news that a girl I was originally in hospital with has sadly passed away. 26 years old.Transplant failed. A tragic loss of life.
News like this makes me think. It can sometimes be a balancing act between the guilt I feel that I am here and fine with how lucky I feel. I know, having been close to death that people want you to live on. We are their legacy. We have to run, walk, shout, speak out, swim and fundraise to keep awareness going and to help fund research. We have to make the most of every situation, even the bad, as they can open up opportunities to us.
I am currently training for the Brighton marathon. Last year, I was too unwell to run it but this year I plan on smashing it. I don't care what time I do it in. I know as I run, I will see the faces of those lost and affected and that they will spur me on. Thinking of what they went through, I know I can do anything. I find strength and courage in their story and they inspire me. A part of their fight will always be a part of me and for that I am grateful. I am determined to help find a cure and to help others.
My next challenge will then be the Blenheim Triathlon. Too many people limit what they can do by thinking they can't do something. You can do anything if you put your mind to it. Set yourself goals and live your dreams. Live the dreams of others who have left us, as a part of them lives on in us.
I will write more of my training soon. But for now, I will leave you with a thought
'What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly'. (Richard Bach)