Running, Hiding and Falling in Love

I started running about ten years ago, during a dark season of my twenties. Yet another one of my relationships had ended in “failure” and I felt like love was something other people could make work, but not me. So I took up running as a sort of sanctuary, a reminder that no matter what happened, I could get away from everything if I just had the right shoes on.

That if I kept pushing through the pain, eventually all the sensation would fade away and I would feel like I was flying.

My biggest problem with running was always pacing.

I would start too quickly or train too hard or hear someone was running a 10-miler on my “day off” and I would join them instead of resting. You can do this for awhile, but not for long before your body starts to just basically boycott. This looks like every single part of you, at one point or another, spasming or screaming or holding up a metaphorical picket sign reading: UM HELLO, I GIVE UP.

One day you try to get up and go for a run and you can’t even walk.

This is what happened to me. Over and over and over again. I would talk this big game about how I was some super-strong runner when the truth was I was just good at pretending like I wasn’t in pain.

As much as I’d like to believe this was an issue limited to running, that would be untrue. We are basically the same, wherever we go. And my tendency to run too fast, to deny my injuries and to pretend like I was “totally okay” when everything was falling apart bled into everything in my life, like tie-dye.

Sometimes you think you’re hiding but you’re not. We are more transparent than we believe ourselves to be.

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I trained for the Portland Marathon twice. The first time, about halfway through, I got a stress fracture in my right hip and had to stop running completely. This was the word from my doctor. He told me that if I ever wanted to run again, I would take six months off. I asked him if this meant I could do short little runs—you know, just to keep things going.

He lectured me about how some people are in wheelchairs and I should get a grip on myself.

I complained to a friend about this. She was a long-time runner and I hoped she would have some sympathy. She listened and nodded her head but reiterated what the doctor had said—that if I wanted to keep running in the long term, I should take the six months. “Play the long game,” she told me. “Do you want to be running at 60? Or do you want your last race to be your last race?”

As long as you are breathing

A few months later, when I got started running again, I called that same friend. I asked her if she had any advice for me this time around. She said that if my lungs were getting tired before my legs, I was running too fast. “You have to keep breathing,” she said. “Your breath is the most important part.”

Your breath is the most important part.

That stuck out to me. It’s what I thought about this morning, more than five years later, as I drove to Percy Werner Park and stood at the bottom of the hill, staring up up up into the woods. I thought about my friend’s advice: your breath is the most important part. I noticed the leaves were changing—just barely—which means that even though I stopped running for awhile, it has been almost a year since I started sneaking away to do this thing again.

Getting back into something after you haven’t done it for awhile is strange because in your mind, you can do things you can’t actually do. This is, come to think of it, basically the description of getting older. In your mind, you are bounding up the mountain like a gazelle—legs strong like tree trunks and lungs pumping air in and out. You are eighteen. In your mind.

In actuality, your legs are like spaghetti noodles underneath you and your lungs feel like they are on fire. As if you just smoked an entire pack of cigarettes—which you have never actually never done before.

You are awkward and flailing.

You are nauseous and wheezing for air.

It’s such a strange thing to feel like such a beginner at something you used to feel pretty good at. To feel weak where you once used to feel strong. It’s a strange thing to think about all the ground you’ve gained with everything you’ve lost—you know? Such a strange paradox to think about all this way you’ve come, and how you’re still here, the same old place you’ve always been.

I just kept reminding myself, as I stood at the bottom of that hill, of what my friend told me that day all those years ago—not to out-pace myself, to let my legs get tired before my lungs. Breathing is the most important part, she said. Maybe it didn’t matter how fast I climbed this mountain, or how I looked doing it, as long as I just kept breathing.

How good this looks on Instagram

I started up the hill thinking about pacing—about how often in life we push ourselves to do things we don’t want to do, that are impractical or unreasonable for us, and for what? Who are we trying to impress? In and out, in and out. That’s all that matters. Alone in the woods, with headphones in, I realized running wasn’t so much a sanctuary of aloneness for me these days as it was a way to come home to myself.

In moments, I would try to muscle my way up the hill and lose my breath. Then, I would pause. In and out, Ally, in and out.

So much has changed in the past ten years and also nothing at all.

I am not as strong as I once was, and also stronger than I ever thought. (Tweet that)

I wondered if this isn’t the reason so many of us are so lonely in our crowded, busy, Instagram-filtered lives, if this isn’t the reason we are anxious and depressed and drinking ourselves to sleep at night: because we’re doing all the things everyone has told us we’re supposed to do, the good things good people do—we’re running up these giant hills—but we aren’t even breathing.

Our bodies are full of energy, residual fire and passion. But we are out of sync with our breath.

Our hearts are hopeless and tired.

I’ve been taking yoga this past year and my yoga instructor says you can do yoga without breathing, but if you do, you’re not really doing yoga. You’re doing something else—flinging yourself into handstands and warrior two and whatnot. It looks good. You know, on Instagram and whatever, but what’s the point? I can’t help but think about how good a life can look on Instagram and how truly terrible it can feel to be actually living it.

This is what happens when we stop breathing.

You can do pretty much anything without breathing. But why would you?

That’s what I thought about as I hit the running trail this morning, as I worked to find my breath in the sea of trees. I thought about how much slower of a runner I am now than I ever was before, but about how running isn’t the punishment it once was; about how much of my life I have spent putting on a great performance—making it all look good for Instagram—and how little time I have spent actually enjoying it.

As I climbed the hill in front of me, I felt my chest tighten and I slowed to a walk.

When you listen to your breath, it guides you. It will tell you exactly what you need to know. It will whisper secrets to you like, you don’t have to do it all. You can come undone. This isn’t a competition. You were not built to look good for Instagram. Over time, we really do get better at listening

Finding love and finding your breath

I went on a date with a guy recently. Then another date. Then another one. Things were going great at first—you know, the way you feel during the first part of a run. Like you could fly. Then one day he told me I was fascinating, which I took to mean he thought I was crazy and never wanted to see me again. I told him I never wanted to see him again, which was my way of telling him I was staring up that hill into the woods—thinking how I’m not the runner I once was, and how I’m the same runner I’ve always been.

Things are always more complicated than we want them to be. Most of us are running and hiding.

It is so very hard to tell the truth.

As I rounded the corner to the end of the run, I looked up to see that giant hill. I am familiar enough now with this run, with its curves and loops and hills and trees that I should have seen this coming, but for a minute, I forgot. And when it came into view, I felt my heart sink into my stomach. My legs were already shaking and my forehead was dripping with sweat so that my sunglasses were sliding down my nose.

How was I ever going to climb this thing?

I did the one thing I know to do, which is to pull my attention to what is right in front of me. If you focus too far up the hill, you get overwhelmed and scared and distracted. You keep trying to decide if you can make it all the way up, which of course doesn’t matter nearly as much as just staying with your breath. If you are breathing, you can do pretty much anything. Your breath tells you everything you need to know.

I counted my steps. This is a trick I learned back in my running days. It’s a sort of hypnosis, distracting you from the shaking, from the panting, from the fact that you don’t know how far you can go, from the ache of knowing we really know nothing, and from the thrill of giving something a shot. So you just count, one two… fifteen, sixteen, seventeen… twenty three, until you lose count, or can’t count any higher.

Then you start over from the beginning.

A ways up the hill I felt my lungs seizing, to the point where I felt like I couldn’t get a gulp of air anymore. So I slowed my pace to a walk.

This is the kind of thing I used to kick myself for—for taking breaks in the middle of a run, for not being “good enough” to make it up the hill. I don’t do that anymore. These days I just try to look around and admire the scenery and acknowledge the miracle it is that my body has brought me all this way.

I mean, can you believe it?

My feet and my legs and my arms and my BREATH, oh this miraculous breath, has literally brought me to this exact moment, this perfect place here in the middle of nowhere.

I’m not nearly the runner I used to be. I’m the best runner I’ve ever been.

How to do pretty much anything

I found the perfect rental a few weeks ago. My house had been on the market for a couple of months and so I had been looking for a new place to go. I’d looked at 100 places and none of them seemed even remotely right, until this one. I drove out to see it and it was on the water—in the city but ON WATER—and I couldn’t think of anything better.

It’s all happening. That’s what I thought to myself. Everything was going just right.

I started making plans, as you do. Calling the movers and picking out patio furniture and thinking of people who would sit back there with me to watch the sun dip behind the mountain. Thinking of one person, in particular. Then, within a matter of days, everything came unraveled. The house. The guy. The relationship. All the things.

I tried to hold it together but we cannot hold these things together. It was never our job. All we can do is keep breathing.

In and out, in and out.

And now, I keep getting that feeling you get when you stare up at the mountain again after years of not running—into the forest of possibility. It’s exhilarating and also terrifying. I keep thinking about how I used to be so good at this—the packing and the purging and the moving on and the not knowing what was next, but how maybe I was never as good as I thought I was.

Maybe I was just good at pretending like it didn’t hurt so much.

I’m not nearly the runner I used to be. I’m the best runner I’ve ever been.

This morning as I finished my run and climbed into my car, I thought about how my whole house is going into boxes, a sort of dismantling of things so I can rebuild again. I don’t know if I can do it, but the one thing I know is I can’t stay here. None of us can. We cannot resist change. It is happening to us, whether we like it or not.

All we can do is keep breathing.

I am counting my steps… one, two, three… seventeen, eighteen… twenty three… and it’s all happening. For better or worse. This is it. This is my life, my incredible miraculous life and my body, my feet, my heart, my BREATH which have brought me all the way here, to this exact place, in this exact moment.

Isn’t it incredible?

I climbed into my car after my run, and thought about how life doesn’t have to be the punishment it once was. It hurts. There is no getting around that. But I am learning to admit how much it hurts, which makes it hurt a little less. I’m doing it. Imperfectly. Messily. Stupidly. Flailing and slogging and pausing when I need to and catching my breath. We are getting there. Slowly but surely.

I am learning I can do just about anything if just I keep breathing.

And maybe for now, that is enough.

 

 

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70 thoughts on “Running, Hiding and Falling in Love”

  1. I found your comments so honest and so real.

    I am at a completely different stage in my life…l am in my late fifties with adult kids out the house but no grandkids yet. My husband who is lovng snd supportive of me, is still very involved in his job which takes up an enormous part of his life. I used to work but stopped because of restructuring. I love ceramics and painting which l do as well as reading and yoga. We are fortunate to have the chance to travel widely. I also do some charity work. But, and there always is a but, the rub is l am often alone. My friends are busy working and have kids at home. I miss the meeting up with other moms who have to snatch some time between busy life with kids. Now l am trying to find a purpose and value in my life…l imagine there are others like me as well…..so while it may not be running up the hill we all have struggles and issues to deal with.

    1. Greetings Sheryl!

      My wife and I are approx 5 years ahead of you and what I wanted to tell you is that it can feel very disorienting in the beginning but once you find your new normal it is exhilarating.

      Now when I run into or meet up with friends who are still raising their teenagers and going to work every day I silently feel badly for them some of them.

      If you allow it, there is an amazing world out there to be explored! Enjoy it!

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    2. mm

      Glad you liked the post, Sheryl. Our struggles and challenges all look so different and yet all come back to pretty much the same questions, don’t they?

      1. Do you love me?
      2. Do I matter?
      3. Why am I here?

  2. oh my goodness, these words. i am bookmarking this post to re-read on a regular basis. change is so hard, but if we pace ourselves and breathe, like you said, we come out the other side stronger in a different way we never knew was possible. so many rewards after running up that hill, thank you for these words this morning.

  3. As I sit here this am reading your post surrounded by boxes of 25 years of memories from my broken marriage I feel like your words are my exact thoughts. I just purchased my own home however, feeling overwhelmed by the thought of being alone. Thank you for your words! So comforting to read and know I am not alone in this run!

    1. mm

      Jill, wow, such a bittersweet transition. Isn’t it amazing how you can feel two totally “opposite” emotions at once? I understand that in a whole new way in this season. Wishing you so much joy and blessing as you continue to put one foot in front of the other. Keep breathing 🙂

  4. I feel like this really captures the heart of my day-to-day struggle. It’s one thing to feel all these emotions, yet another to see them written down. Thank you for posting. I now feel closer to another human being! 🙂

    Drew

  5. Love this. Love you. You have a way of writing that transcends age and looks at seasons of life. I know the words of this blog as if I had written them. If I were a writer. I am a lover of words and these are Beautiful. Just beautiful. Like you.

  6. Ally, I love your writing. Another excellent post. This weekend, I’ll be staying in the Nashville area for the first time. I enjoy running. Any recommendations on where to go?

  7. Again your writing has given me courage – courage to keep running or walking. Courage to move, get up, breathe. I tell myself just breathe, but sometimes the pain is overwhelming and I find myself gasping. I am learning to slow down so I can breathe. I love your writing. I love your honesty. I love that you help so many not feel alone. I love you.

  8. Thanks Allison for this blog. I’m in the same spot as you, but on the other end. My whole life has changed in the past couple of months. My twin daughters just left for college. I’m downsizing my house. Moving my store this month. It’s scary because I signed a new lease. I ran a 1/2 marathon last Sunday, 7 minutes slower than my last one. It’s discouraging, but I’m doing it anyway. One foot in front of the other. Anyway, thanks for the reminder on the breath.

    1. mm

      Thanks for sharing Priscilla. I had the thought recently that part of why “losing” people we love (whatever that looks like) hurts so much is because they carve out more space for us in our hearts while they there, so that when they leave, there is even more empty space than before. Of course we get to decide what we do with that space—which is equal parts terrifying and amazing.

      So much love to you in this time.

  9. This resonates with me so much. I was sick for more than half of the summer, which was both challenging and unexpected. As I recover, I’ve been dealing with anxiety, and when anxiety hits I’m learning to breathe deeply until I get to the other side.

    The experience of this summer brought up a lot of unexpected emotions. More than anything, though, it forced me to address the way I handle stress. It forced me to deal with it in a healthy way by setting boundaries and going back to therapy and practicing yoga and meditation, rather than brushing it off, pretending I’m okay and doing everything I can to act like I can handle it all.

    It caused me to look at the source of my anxiety and physical illness. My physical illness came about largely because I tried to mask my stress and anxiety instead of addressing them. I was a runner all throughout high school and college and I did the same thing where I’d run until I was completely burnt out and injured. I have a tendency towards thinking I need to do it all, perfectly; it has to be Instagram worthy or I shouldn’t do it at all. While I never would have asked for the experience of this summer, I’m learning to slow down and breathe. I’m learning what’s truly important to me in this life, and I’m learning that things don’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.

    1. mm

      YES! Julia, have you read Marianne Williamson’s latest Tears to Triumph? You should try to get your hands on a copy, if not.

      Anxiety is like a meter for us. Like a red flag saying, “hey! Something is off here… pay attention.” Good for you for slowing down for long enough to listen. Not easy, but easier than the alternative. Worth the struggle.

      1. I haven’t read it, but I looked it up and it sounds like exactly what I need to read. I’m picking up a copy this week. Thanks for the recommendation!

  10. Allison,
    When I read your blog post today, I received the answer to a question I asked yesterday. That question, in a nutshell, as you have put it, was: “Why am I here?”
    I was driving from my parents’ house to work–I spent the night with them after returning from a trip to NYC, and needed to switch cars back with my dad (his is a little more reliable than mine, so I took his for the four-hour drive down to the Big Apple).
    While in NYC I stayed with my friend-my beautiful, successful, extroverted, disciplined friend. My friend who has dinner parties and goes to brunch and morning dance parties on boats. My friend who swims five times a week and teaches yoga and works in web development. My friend who celebrated a 20{9ac618bfda39dd0c8c9a0232963cb9a2adfe54a7367c2d4954ad9e847b2e5305} raise, when I just got 3{9ac618bfda39dd0c8c9a0232963cb9a2adfe54a7367c2d4954ad9e847b2e5305} this year.
    I struggled while I was there, amidst her friends who are filmmakers and web designers and business analysts. I felt like a fish out of water. I work as a Teaching Assistant in a residential school for students with special needs. And I love what I do, but I felt ashamed-like there’s more I should be doing with my life.
    So yesterday, after drinking a little too much wine and eating too much pizza and spinach artichoke dip the night before, after sleeping in and spending the morning on Facebook, I got in my car and drove to work, and cried.
    Why? Because I’m not the disciplined fitness guru my friend is, although I do love to run-I’m just lazy–and asthmatic–so I don’t do it as often as i think I should. Instead I spend too much time on Facebook and eat too much junk sometimes-something my friend wouldn’t dream of doing. Because I feel too much and feel sorry for myself and can’t snap myself out of it and just be happy like she can. Because I’m not emotionally strong and too much to handle and no man will want that so I’ll probably just be single the rest of my life. Because I’m 28 and still don’t know who I am or what I want to be or do. Which inevitably leads me to ask why I’m even here if I just can’t get it together? I was a wreck. I didn’t know how I was going to pull it together for work. So I prayed. I prayed for something clear and tangible to hold onto, something that would get me back to the shoreline, because I felt like I was treading water and knew I couldn’t do it for much longer.
    I didn’t get that one thing yesterday, that answer. But I did get grace and somehow managed to wipe the tears away and walk into work and do my job.
    But I did get that answer today: I, too, am a canary. Yes, sometimes I feel too much. But my emotional, sensitive, introspective nature leads me to learn from that lens through which I look at life. And because I’m a creative, I feel compelled to share those lessons with others, also through written word. Granted, I haven’t written in a while, but I have known for a long time now that writing is in my bones, and will always be part of what I’m meant to do.
    Thank you for reminding me of that.

    1. mm

      Tamara—thank you so much for sharing these words with me. You are a gift. You are exactly WHO you are supposed to be and exactly WHERE you are supposed to be. And always remember that misery looks a little different for everyone but we all, at some point in our lives, find our own ways to be miserable. For some of us we can’t stop running. For others we can’t stop eating pizza. For a lucky few, it’s some combination of both, ha.

      Anyway, you keep being the canary you are. Keep putting one foot in front of the other. We need you.

    2. Tamara, I identify with this so much. I’ve been wrestling with those same questions lately. You’re not alone.

      For what it’s worth, I would love to read more of your writing.

  11. Allie, I love how authentic you are. I love that you are learning these lessons early enough to shape your life the way you want. At my age (59), I am trapped by the years of being the good daughter/good wife/good mother/good employee/good volunteer. I haven’t a clue how to unravel the bonds that entangle me or the expectations that weigh and wear me down. I am watching my 25 year old daughter now making new choices for herself and I cheer on each one. Every time she asks if I’m upset she is finding her own path, I just tell her that I live her fearlessness. While she is the only one in my life who truly loves me, I will make sure she never feels she has to conform to a “good” daughter role and give up her dreams. She is a good daughter just as she is and will be.

    1. mm

      Trish—I think you’re doing an amazing thing by empowering your daughter. Literally you are changing the story for a generation of women. So anytime you feel like you’re “too old” to do what you truly desire to do, or that your time has passed, remind yourself that women like me and your daughter are looking to you to blaze a trail. You give permission to us, just by shining your own light. Keep going. Much love to you.

  12. I don’t know if I’m capable of being happy. My life has just been one giant struggle of being too afraid of the hill to ever start running and yet I still feel like I’m always running..

    You have a beautiful gift for writing. You seem like a very genuine person. Thank you for writing this.

    1. mm

      Erin—I have felt like that at moments in my life, that I wasn’t capable of being happy. In actuality you are probably capable of even MORE happiness than those around you. If you can feel the lowest lows, you can also feel the highest highs.

      At the same time, I would encourage you to find someone (a therapist, some kind of licensed professional) who can help you figure out what exactly is preventing you from feeling happy more often. These things can be really complicated. Body. Mind. Spirit. There is so much to consider.

      Whatever you do, don’t beat yourself up over it, which will only make it worse.

      Sending you so much love and wishing abundant happiness for you.

  13. I keep telling everyone – it always comes back to running and running has all the answers you ever need!
    This is a great post, Ally! I’m in a similar stage of life. Just moved again, started school, figuring out the relationship thing. It’s all messy and wonderful and exciting and terrifying. And so I run and I pray and I breathe and sometimes I pause and breakdown for a moment and then I get up the next day and do it all over again. It really is a beautiful life, isn’t it?

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  21. I suffered from what they called peripheral artery disease (PAD). I have been suffering for years, Me and my wife searched for a medical cure, and then we came across a testimony of a man who suffered the same and was cured by Dr Chief Lucky. So my wife and I contacted Dr Chief Lucky via an email and thank God he replied. I explained what was wrong and he sent me herbal medicines that helped heal me completely. I am happy to say that herbal medicine is the ultimate and Dr Chief Lucky I am grateful. You can contact him on his email: chiefdrlucky@gmail.com or whatsapp: +2348132777335, Facebook page http://facebook.com/chiefdrlucky website https://chiefdrlucky.com/. He said that he also specializes in the following diseases: ALS, CANCER, HPV, HERPES, DIABETES, HEPATITIS B, HIV, And more.

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  23. My boyfriend left me for another girl for some silly reasons. He keeps telling me that I am nothing to him. He said he wants to be with the other girl. that he has no feeling for me anymore. This started more than one month ago. By this time he also speaks to me but not in his own mood or to rebuild our relationship. He does so because I request him to be with me at least for some hours or some minute… we talk only once …but I can’t stay without him. I want him back.. I was really worried and I needed help, so I searched for help online and I came across a website that suggested that Lord Zuma can help get ex lover back fast. So, I felt I should give him a try. I contacted him and he told me what to do, and I did it then he did a Love spell for me. Some hours later, my boyfriend really called me and told me that he misses me so much, So Amazing!! So that was how he came back that same day, with lots of love and joy, and he apologized for his mistake, and for the pain he caused me when he left. Then from that day, our relationship was now stronger than how it was before, All thanks to Lord Zuma. he is so powerful and I decided to share my happiness on the internet that Lord Zuma is real. if you are here and you need your ex lover back or save your marriage fast. Do not cry anymore, contact Lord Zuma now. Here’s his email: spiritualherbalisthealing@gmail.com or WhatsApp him: +1 506 800 1647
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    I want to give thanks to Dr Ogaga for bringing back my ex husband. No one could have ever made me believe that the letter I’m about to write would actually one day be written. I was the world’s biggest skeptic. I never believed in magic spells or anything like this, but I was told by a reliable source (a very close co-worker) that Ogaga is a very dedicated, gifted, and talented person, It was one of the best things I have ever done. My love life was in shambles, I had been through two divorces and was on the brink of a third. I just couldn’t face another divorce, and I wanted to try harder to make our relationship work, but my husband didn’t seem to care. and he brake up with me again. I was confuse and do not no what to do again, rather them to get in contact with Dr Ogaga . He did a love spell that make my husband come back to me. we are now very much happy with our self. Dr Ogaga make him to realize how much we love and need each other. This man is for REAL and for good, he can also help you to fix your broken relationship. I had my husband back! It was like a miracle! He suddenly wanted to go to marriage counseling, and we’re doing very, very well, in our love life. Contact

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    I got my ex husband back to me and also got fertile and gave birth to twin girls after 12 years of marriage.
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  26. 💔💔😭😭My heart was crushed in early February this year 2022 and my marriage and Love life was completely muddled and broken down. I was so heart broken and i needed to put an end to the imbroglio that has affected my marriage for the past nine months because i and my kids needed my husband to be back home. I knew fully well that I must learn to love myself before anything else and i knew he was meant for me with no doubt, because when we first met till after 14 years of our marriage, he was there for me. After our divorce, without a shadow of a doubt I do feel completely off balance and i was living each day with no direction and very little actual presence of myself, I felt like I was on auto pilot and I was wasting day after day all in pains.. And as of February 3rd, he started bringing in all the lies, the other women, etc. I knew I married for bigger reasons so I hope its just the fog of our issues that brought in the uncertainty. I always liked to keep an open mind, because ultimately, I just wanted everything to be ok with the 3 of us (my son, my husband and myself) And Its has not been easy after all the times he’s left. I just didn’t want to keep falling deeper into the wrong direction. My divorce totally went into default in FEBRUARY. I was totally frustrated and i needed help from an online spell caster which Priest Gift rendered to me completely. Finally I am writing this testimony to offer my thanks and deep gratitude to you priest Gift for keeping to your words and your promises in bringing him back to me in just 24 hours of your powerful spell casting, and for using your gifted and great powers to bring him back today the 2nd of November 2022. Its an Amazing experience i had with Dr Herry His Email: drherry189@gmail.com
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  27. i am very glad shearing this my amazing testimony on how Dr HERRY help me win the lottery, i have been living in hell for the past 4years since i have no job, and had been playing lottery for a long time but I have no luck playing to win, but everything changed when I saw a marvelous testimonies of a woman, Elena online saying on how Dr HERRY help her to win Euro Million Mega Jackpot, I love playing mega jackpot lottery but winning big is always the issue for me. I will never forget the day I came in contact with Dr herry whose great lottery spell cast made me a winner of $9,000,000 million dollars. Dr herry gave me guaranteed lucky winning numbers within 24hours to play the lottery after he prepared the lottery spell for me. My financial status has changed for good, Dr HERRY truly you are the best, this has been the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. If you want to win a lottery never give up contact Dr HERRY WhatsApp number: +2347045451476 OR Email: drherry189@gmail.com or is Pega https://www.facebook.com/DrHerry-102339232327182/

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