"Run Unashamed" represents an effort to own my story "à la Brené Brown." I am intrigued by this psychologist-cum-public figure who inspires women to embrace vulnerability. Indeed, I have just begun her latest book Rising Strong. In it, she criticizes that "we like recovery stories to move quickly through the dark so we can get to the sweeping redemptive ending" (xxiv ). This passage resonates with me, for my blog represents a work in progress, not a finished tale. It is an effort to expose via myriad anecdotes what Brown would identify as "wounds that are in the process of healing" (xxiv).
The deep feelings wrought by tragic events forever change us. In her emotionally astute essay "This Is It, My Pet Pachooch," Bonnie Friedman notes that she had been "drifting" before the death of her sister, but Anita's passing helped her understand that "life is short and mustn't be wasted." I, too, choose to honor Maryclaire by effecting positive change in my life. Since her passing, I have reengaged my creativity via wordsmithing, begun a running regimen, and focused a lot more attention on relationships that are important to me. Like Friedman, "I only wish it hadn't taken the loss of my sister to rouse me."