I cannot put into words what I am feeling right now. Anger, confusion, frustration, incredible sadness. An intense, deep level of hurt. To have had such a difficult and trying week, and then to find out about what happened this past Sunday in Lincoln Park is just an absolute gut punch. This is my park – the park that I have run in for the past three years. I found myself in this park. Over countless miles. This park is my home.
We never really met. Or maybe we have and just didn’t know it. But I feel like I know you. You are a part of me. A part that will forever be tinged in melancholy.
I am going to run the Pittsburgh Marathon in your honor. And for all of those who are the victims of senseless violence and abuse. The helpless, the powerless.
I wish I could do more. I want to be more.