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Sometimes I try to share letters or emails from friends and family that help me get motivated and rekindle the inspiration I need lately. This week has been hard in that my back continues to nag me and I've just been in a funk.



The fundraising hasn't been going as well as I'd hoped, though it's still early. I did run this morning, but I'll tell ya, I could have easily stayed in bed and slept.



And, wouldn't you know it, just as I'm settling into that funk, we received a wonderful email from our friend Amy Busic, in Cleveland. I'd like to share it with everyone:



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HI Scott!



I just read some of your journal online and I am

sending you a big hug. I am glad that Jacob is

feeling better, but how scary that must have been. I

have recently been trying to understand my religious

beliefs, and I have been reading about yoga and it's

meditational benefits as well as studying about

Buddhism. I wanted to share a mantra with you that my

brother-n-law sent to me:



"May today there be peace within you.



May you trust that you are exactly where

you are meant to be.



May you not forget the infinite possibilities

that are born of faith.



May you use those gifts that you have

received, and pass on the love that has been given

you."

Stephen Cope



You have been given a great joy and challenge with

Jacob. You can do this job. I wish we were closer to

help. We are always with you, and know that we are

here if you need anything. I know hugs are hard to

give over the phone, but whatever you need.



I just spoke with Julie and told her I am having knee

trouble. After I am fixed may be I can find the

courage and strength to run with you in next years

marathon. I have never run very much at all though,

but I can try:)



We send lots of hugs and kisses!

We love you, Amy



*****



Sometimes it takes someone a little removed from your life to kick you in the butt and remind you what all of this is all about, huh?



10 miles tomorrow morning. I'll have to take it slow, but speed doesn't matter.



Jake had a good doctor's appointment yesterday. They're happy with his weight gain, but a little concerned about his height. His lungs sound great, which is always what we want to hear. My brain's a little scattered. I need to get back into the writing groove.





Aloha

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