My Story

What's the story behind a person's SOLE? We all have a story to share. A joyous event, a tragic experience, a life changing endeavor that makes us who we are today. We often find comfort telling our story to a stranger for they will not judge our past. I believe we are all connected to one another in a spiritual way. Catastrophes exist all over the world and whether it affects us or not, we help each other in times of need.

My father was murdere just shy of me turning 11. I've lived with this nightmare for 30 years now. The death of my father completely destroyed my life and the lives of my family. We've managed to pick up the broken pieces of our life and moved on. About 12 years ago, I decided to take up running. Running became my therapy, it was a way to cope not only with my father's death but also relieve stress and be free with my thoughts. I came to the realization that when I ran alone, I wasn't by myself for I ran with my father in spirit. This is when running became my passion and looked forward to sharing the road with my father.

I strongly believe that we create stories in your soles. Every step we take, we create history, a story, our own story, a page in a chapter in our own book.

The death of my father forever changed my life. My life has had several pevital moments, two that have had strong impact in my life, from the death of my father to witnessing the births of my two sons. I say that life ended with the death of my father and began with the births of my sons.

When my sons were born, it was the single most greatest days of my life next to marrying my wife. The love that I have for our sons is incredible. They motivate me to be a better person, father and husband. Life with my family is simply beautiful.

On the contrary, with tears of joy came tears of pain. On November 2011 I visited my father's grave with my wife, mother and first born. Visiting my father's grave with my son was the hardest obstacle I've faced in my life, harder then dealing with my own father's death. Standing at my father's grave site holding our son I said goodbye. I held my son in my arms close to my heart, with tears I closed my eyes, said a prayer and let go of my dad. I now could live the life with my family that my father could not live with his. I've outlived my father at this point, it's time for me to continue his legacy.

No matter what our situation may be, we all have a story that has made us who we are today.

This is my story. What's yours?

To know my story, you must STEP INTO MY SOLE.

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