Finish The Run

Years ago, I ran a 5km in Minneapolis called Finish the Run. It was in honor of a runner who died while on his regular running route. His parents set up this 5km for people to run in his memory and anyone else important in their lives who had passed away. When I ran this race, I ran it in honor of my cousin Joyce, who had died from cancer. This was long before Ravi became ill, and I had mostly forgotten about the race. The other day, I received notice that this race was celebrating its 10th and final year. I decided to run it again, in honor of Ravi. Participants were welcome to enter a small story about the person whom they had lost, so I wrote a story about Ravi, submitted it, and forgot all about it, as the race is not until September.

Two mornings ago, I received the sweetest email in my inbox from Sandy, the race founder and director. ” Good morning, Harriet. I wanted to reach out to you re: your personal story that you shared on our Finish the Run website. I am Sandy Forster, and David, whom this run was built around, was my oldest son. I really loved what you shared and wondered if you would mind if we used that on our social media to illustrate how this event touches others in ways beyond our own son’s story. We would not use your last name- and would not have to use Ravi’s or your first name, either, if you would prefer, but would then share your exact words. I’d 100% respect if you would rather not have us do this. Either way is fine. Thank you for letting us know who Ravi was, and the pure joy he brought to the world, and we are so very sorry for the loss of this radiant human. Sandy Forster.

I immediately responded to Sandy and said that I was delighted for her to share Ravi’s story and to please use our names. I look forward to seeing her at the race. Once again, my prayer was answered. A complete stranger said his name to me, and I am reminded that he his memory lives on in this crazy world that we live in.

I am still recovering from Mother’s Day. Despite the love that so many of you shared with me, it was still a gut punch. I am trying to remember to breathe, and to take life one moment at a time. Next month is Ravi’s birthday on June 18th, and Mercury’s birthday on June 25th. These dates will take some careful planning so that I do not spiral into a disaster area in my mind. I am joining a rapid response team at St. Clements, and I will march with my church in the Pride Parade. As other events emerge, I will find more ways to celebrate my children.

Thank you for all your love and kindness, pictures and memories. You are good humans, through and through. Peace, Harriet.