This morning, Elizabeth and I met at the Roosevelt track when it was still dark. (This is one of the things I don't love about fall in that our days get shorter as the days march on to December.) We ran six 1000's at a pretty fast clip. After the first two, I was questioning my sanity about this as it felt like boot camp, and I was not too sure I wanted to do 4 more. But as the workout went on, I held on tight and did my best to finish strong. On my last one, I began saying your name with each stride in my head-- "Cazden....Jace....Cravy..." thinking about the origins of your name and the legacy that you follow in those footsteps. It made me smile as I reflected on your unique first name that fits you so perfectly, the uncle you are named after (whom I am quite fond of), and your last name and the family you belong to... I finished with a smile on my face and with prayers of thanks for the person you are and the person you are becoming...
Look what I found when I googled your name....
so cool!
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