When this May started I had mixed feelings about how it would turn out. Besides being thrilled May had finally arrived, the way I knew Indy has changed severely over the course of a year. The fact that my family no longer has a home in Indy made things quite interesting. I had no place to flee to escape the chaos. There were no backyard barbecue’s or cocktail hours.
I stayed in a room next to my ex-boyfriends at his parents house and made frequent visits to my parents at their hotel. There was a loss of a significant figure in my life, my best friend had her baby on Pole Day and among everything I had to return to Pittsburgh every few days, which isn’t easy under normal circumstances.
Sunday was one of those magical days that words will never be able to describe. It was packed with raw emotion and experiences that can’t be replicated. From our arrival to the rack track, bumping into unexpected people and witnessing the most dramatic ending to an Indy 500 I can ever remember, it was nothing short of spectacular.
In many ways this May has provided me with the kind of inspiration that makes want to hole up in my apartment and write. And that’s just what I’m going to do. For a few months I’ve been at a standstill with International is Non-Refundable. Everything that happened on Sunday, in many ways, provided the perfect ending to the story. Posts might become fewer in the next couple of months, but hopefully the end result is one damn great book for you to enjoy.
I stumbled onto this video on IndyCar’s website and thought it was the perfect way to close out May.