Walked in town this morning. An asphalt track around the hospital. Two laps for a mile. Easy walk. I walked it fast. A couple miles in less than 20 minutes. I've walked this track many times over the years. I remember walking around it one night with my son, right after my divorce from his dad. We had just moved to this town from a 1700 square foot house to a single-wide trailer. He ran. I remember him taking his shirt off and running with all his might. Mustering up all the male masculinity that he could at the age of 11. He was the man of the house now. I walked. Probably hard to put one foot in front of the other. But I walked. Started thinking about the other walks I have been on lately. The dirt road that we live on since moving to the woods. A few annoyances; dirt, sticks, yellow flies. You spray your legs down before leaving remembering to spray your shoes for ticks too. But, the most peaceful walk you will ever take. Just peaceful. Only way I can describe it...just peaceful. Annoyingly peaceful. Returning from three weeks in North Carolina we did manage to pull ourselves out of bed almost every morning to walk around the neighborhood. Hard walk. Those mountains were grueling. Because I am use to walking the flat lands of Florida, my heart rate zoomed to the top pretty quickly. Beautiful walk but trudging upward each morning was quite a work out. Beautiful time in our lives. Retirement.What a gift. A time to re-evaluate life. It's like God has given us a little extra time to do all the important things in life. A second chance...is how I see it. Thought about the paths that I have been on (physically and spiritually) and how symbolic each walk has been. God has used every circumstance in my life to mold who I am. He has given me a new heart and has opened my eyes to see (differently than before.) I am thankful for each life lesson. I'm thankful for the smooth, the rough, and the mountainous terrains. I'm sure that there is even a place for those annoying bugs...
sammie jean
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