It must have been the morning Sun, the golden light and the warmth kissing my face as I jogged along with my little 5 year old playing catch up while dropping him to school, giggling with joy, that a thought hit me hard. If motivation for a desire is rooted in feelings of true and unconditional love we can achieve almost anything, far beyond the realms of our own perceived limitations. At that very moment I decided I was going to push further the boundaries of my physical limitations, I was going to run my first half marathon and was going to train for it.
There is an indescribable feeling when you achieve your goals with the right motivation.
On the day, I still recall, at the 11th mile on my first half marathon I felt excruciating pain on my legs and thought two more miles to the finish were an impossible task. I was ready to give up, when suddenly I was hit by a wave of emotion, memories of someone very special in my life. I had had a wonderful and caring grandad who had given me all and sacrificed his all for me, taught me and gave wings to my dreams and ambitions, at times turning the impossible into possible for me, he had taught me to never give up. So if any ounce of energy was still intact inside me I was going to dig deep and finish the race. And so I did, while my own two sons were there waiting for me at the finish line.
And although my grandad wasn’t there physically anymore to witness my achievement I carried him inside me, his presence his memories were, his words his warmth and comfort and his inspiring and soothing words he always used to motivate me echoed within the chambers of my heart.
My hope is that some day my own sons can think of me and feel the same somehow, that I have touched their souls and moved them to achieve their dreams and goals in life.
My dreams would be accomplished then, and wherever destiny takes them I would know that I had touched their souls and given them my all.
As a dad I couldn't ask for more.