Tapas at the ranch in the summertime. I can’t make out who those individuals are due to the dappled light but not important as it stands for all of us.
Well, we did it, Christmas 2018. My Rebecca is such a champ and the rest of the family rallied to make it all happen with little help from me. I have been hit pretty hard with the side effects of treatment over the last four days and not much good for anything. But maybe just maybe I am on the back end of all that.
We had a walk yesterday afternoon as Tuesday’s have and the weather cooperated for us. And tapas afterward was orchestrated by Our Catherine y Dana. Having tapas is such a joy and a benefit but you already know that.
It appears to me at the moment to be a very worthy topic of reflection and thanksgiving. We have talked of tapas forever since our being infected with the “Camino bug”. Why are they such a hit with us all? May I speak for you on this today?
To take a break from our labors at the end of the day is good. To be with those whom you labored with that day. To know that we are all safe for the night. To know that we have what we need to rest and recuperate for tomorrow. To be proud of our accomplishments but acknowledging that we couldn’t have done it without help from each other, from those that came before us and from our God. To be joyful. To toast what is important so as not to forget. To share in the bounty that is provided by Providence. We take the time and energy to internalize this experience not only physically but spiritually. We know that the time and place is special and we treat it so.
Wow, OK! I feel like I just described some sort of slow motion sexual climax, well maybe so. It’s definitely a feel good.
Time to rally for Felipé. Work needs doing here today, some not a lot. Off we go loves, Felipé.
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