Two Stories. One Miracle.
My wife and I spent 2019 making memories. Most of my medical team thought I would not make it through the year. I was down to 112 pounds, was on a feeding tube and could not speak without the assistance of a voice amplifier. Laura and I never gave up. We continued to pray for and believe in a miracle. That was the only way I would make it through 2019. But we never gave up hope.
This morning 10/31/20, I ran my 1.000th mile of 2020. I was surrounded by family and friends. As I completed the final steps of this incredible journey, I thought about the guy in that first photo. I thought about my amazing bride who has walked this crazy beautiful journey with me. I thought about everyone who has prayed for me the past 18 years. I thought about my amazing medical team. Shout out to 4South at Good Samaritan Medical Center. I thought about all the incredible people I have been blessed to meet over the years. I thought about those who have experienced the ultimate healing over the last 18 years. I thought back to 11/3/19, when I experienced my beautiful miracle. When I started running last December after my miracle, 1,000 miles in 2020 was not even on my radar. What a journey it has been.
What’s the future hold? Well, I will take the rest of 2020 off from running. In the past week, I found out I have a stress fracture in my lower left leg and a strained calf muscle on my right leg. With that said, I would do it all over again. So, I will spend the rest of the year resting and allowing my body to heal. Watch out 2021! ~OC