Yes, I'm still running. Barefoot, even. I'm up to 3.5 miles at a time, and adding more mileage each week. I'm also still learning to teach. I've been spending a lot of time in the classroom getting experience and mentorship from an A-mazing teacher (I'll talk more about this in a later post).
Now that that's out of the way, it's time to get serious. Let's talk about yearning.
yearn·ing[yur-ning] Show IPA
deep longing, especially when accompanied by tenderness orsadness: a widower's yearning for his wife.
an instance of such longing.
Everyone has some sort of yearning. Maybe it's a yearning to be better, faster, fitter, more loved, more loving, more fulfilled, anything. Face it; Everyone desires something with their whole heart. I try to fill the holes in my soul with running. Truth be told, I'm a pretty fortunate guy, so my yearnings are small and mostly centered around being a better runner/superfit dude (I really want to be "that" guy!). At times that fortune makes me feel a little guilty and lately is one of those times.
I have a friend who is going through a tough time. Loss of a relationship/heartbreak sort of thing. We've only just reconnected this year after too many years out of touch (Thanks, Facebook!), but she's one of my favorite people in the world. So, yeah, she's had her heart
Yay for that, but I know that doesn't help the yearning she's feeling right now. How do I know she has a yearning? She's shown it in her words and expressions of grief. Plus, if we're all honest, we have to admit we all yearn for something. I think right now she's yearning for honesty and answers. I don't know if she'll get that, but I hope she does. She deserves it. Even if she doesn't get that, I know she'll get peace in due time. Her friends and loved ones have that well in hand. She'll get her Prince Charming, too, for sure.
As for the guy that put the hurt on her: You used to read this blog, but I doubt you have the stones to read this post all the way through. I know who you are, Karma knows who you are, and you're lucky I have a strict no naming names policy on this here bloggy blog. Either way what goes around comes around, so I hope you know your day will come. Enjoy the now, because you've earned your turn to yearn.
Yep; I'm a little angry over this.