R.I.P. Tevas

We had a good....natch, a great....run. We traveled Europe together. We walked from Champs Elysses to the Eiffel Tower. We visited the Vatican and hiked hills and mountains, stopping to smell the grapevines and olive trees in Cinque Terre. We ran through rain puddles in Prague and rode the ferry in Austria and the Rhine in Germany. We biked through fields of green to visit the cheese and clog factories of Amsterdam.



You helped me feel comfortable throughout pregnancy....you even went with me to the hospital to give birth. You were there with me on camping trips, Circle K runs, dog walks, on the way to finishing my Masters degree, out on the streets giving water to the homeless. You were faithful and kind to me to the bitter end. And so, today, I said goodbye to you in the most fitting of ways. You died on my baby's first camping trip, as I was moving stones out of the path so we could get home safely. You died in service to me.



R.I.P. Tevas. Gone, but never forgotten.