Reflection: Forrest’s Run

Forrest ran for three years, two months, fourteen days, and sixteen hours, and then suddenly stopped. People followed him, expecting a message, a cause, or a purpose, and they were confused.

Forrest began running because his heart was broken. He didn’t have the words to explain his pain, so his body carried it — step after step, mile after mile. Running became his way to heal, to keep moving when standing still hurt too much. Yet as he ran, people saw something more. They projected their own meanings onto him, turning his running into a symbol of hope, faith, or purpose.

Three years later, he stopped not for a reason anyone could define, but because he had carried himself as far as he needed to. This reflects life’s unpredictability — sometimes we act without logic, and sometimes we move on simply when the time feels right. It’s about living authentically and following your own path, not anyone else’s expectations.