I want you to know that I am so proud of you for running your very first race this week. Before the race began I saw you become a bit worried about what may lay ahead and begin to question if you even wanted to run the race. I understand. I feel this way often at the beginning of a race. You will feel this way many times in life. You will wonder if it is worth taking on a challenge. It is. I am so proud of you for taking on the challenge. Throughout the race, I saw you tire and want to walk and stop. I knew your legs were hurting and your breathing was labored. You pushed yourself to continue. I was there to tell you it was going to be ok, and that the end was in sight. I want to always be there for you. I want to always be able to encourage you to keep going when life throws hurt and heartache and challenges your way. I am proud of you for going even when it was tough. As we pushed to the finish your dad captured a picture of you and me. Side by side. Stride for Stride. I know I have taught and demonstrated many not so great habits and actions for you, I can only hope and pray that the positive ones have outweighed the negative ones. Even though I love thinking you are a little like me, I can only hope you grow and become more like Jesus. I love you sweet daughter and I can not wait to be a part of your next accomplishment!
Keep running the race,