Friday, November 25, 2011

In Loving Memory

Yesterday, November 24th would have been my Dad and Step-Moms 28th wedding anniversary. Instead of celebrating a wonderful union this year on November 20th, I remembered Bonnie. This year marks 10 years since her passing. My Dad married Bonnie when I was 5 years old. She became a step mother to a 5 year old (me) and a 10 year, my brother. She already had a 15 year old daughter and an 18 year old son. I always think that she must of known there was something amazing in my Dad to start all over again with us so young.  She never treated us like step children and was also there to support us along our journey's.  

To this day I remember the phone call I received when I learned that my Dad and  Bonnie had been in a car accident. They had been hit head on by a drunk driver, I was terrified. My dad was taken to a local hospital and she was airlifted to Seattle for care. The drunk driver died that night.  I want to be happy about that, like justice was served - but he left behind a wife and two daughters.  There was nothing to be happy about.
Bonnie was the only runner I ever really knew growing up. I remember that she would get up before dawn most days and going running. She ran because she loved it. I am sure she also enjoyed "her" time out of the house and the peacefulness of the early morning.  When the accident happened she was in the process of training for her first marathon. She had just recovered from breaking her toe and had about a month left to complete her training before we all flew to Hawaii to watch her run.  She was never able to run, walk or talk again. She survived for a few years with constant medical care before passing in 2001.

My sister published this in the local paper this week and it reminds of what a wonderful person she was.  In Loving Memory Bonnie Kay  - Dec. 3, 1948-Nov. 20, 2001
Last night I wish I could have stayed in that dream just a little longer,
Maybe then without you here, it could carry me through, make me stronger;
They say that every once in awhile you have a brush with greatness;
I was lucky mine was not brief, until came that day of fatefulness,
Not having you around is the hardest part, nothing is ever the same.
The years have been long, they've worn me well, I'm not at the top of my game,
The holidays they come and go, each harder than they have ever been,
This is the time of year that haunts me the most, much to my chagrin,
What I miss the most is hearing your words of wisdom and encouragement,
"Never give up" is a favorite of mine, henceforth I will live by this sentiment.
Love you and think of you everyday, Barb 
My sister said it well, we had had a brush with greatness.  I am now thankful for the years I was able to spend with her, I learned more then I will ever realize.  I miss her more and still to this day I often wish she was here as I know she would know the answers to my many life questions.  Sunday when I run I will run for her as her run was cut short.


  1. Awesome tribute. Sounds like a fantastic woman who had it cut short so tragically! My thoughts are with you and your family. ((hugs))

  2. She sounds like an amazing woman. So good you had her in your life for a while. :)

  3. So sad. You are going to do great on Sunday, for Bonnie.

  4. What a great post, thanks for sharing and sounds like she was a really amazing person. Hugs

  5. I'm brand new to your blog, and what a wonderful day for me to have found you. This tribute to your stepmom is beautiful. Best wishes to you, and I look forward to reading more of your posts.

  6. What a wonderful tribute to an amazing woman!