Here is where I’m supposed to be. Sadly for me,
this is my journey...
For the children in this room, and those not...
My journey will make their life better...
Bitter sweet...once again...
The nail biting victory, was proof you are alive. The sensation
of pure life is amidst us right now in this moment...
Mallory had life...but for one moment again...
See the men on that ice gave me life again...
They fought for her to win. To live...not die.
In her death... brought about life...
They won’t be able to comprehend the gift they gave us... but
we will do our best to make sure we honor their hard work.
Hugs & gratitude are abundant...
We are all on the most amazing high...life...
Seth & I face each other...we did good tonight…
“I know...I know”...we repeat…
“Maybe it will be ok,” we say...
I just miss her, Seth...I don’t want to leave 2017... but I do...
and I will.
The hockey game gave us that boost we need to head into
2018..
I don’t want to leave 2017...
Funny how a calendar year on paper can hold so much power
over your heart.
Seems dates have so much more significance to me these
days...
Hell, everything has such significance...
That’s the true gift in all this...2017 brought to me what
matters...the blessing to spend the rest of my life making it
better...
But don’t we all have that gift? The knowledge & abilities to
make things better...
Seth Grossman drops the puck for the ceremonial opening faceoff.
Mal saw it...I do now...
My biggest tragedy and biggest gift continue to share center
stage ...
I chose tonight’s attire carefully... yoga pants and a UGA hood-
ie...
(For you Mal)
I will choose tonight’s words...too.
I will take Mal into 2018, her life & her death...
I will walk softer & deliberate in 2018.
The world will know Mallory’s name because of all of us!
#mallorysarmy
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