(photo P Volker)
I just have to wrap up the events of last week and store them somewhere for a while. It’s just too heavy to carry. This is a new week and time for me to regroup.
Somewhere around here is my light hearted ness, temporarily misplaced it. I’m always loosing my keys and phone but this is a little different maybe. Oh, I‘ll find things eventually and I am calling all this temporary.
So glad that I have all you to share my time with. I know that it isn’t any easier for you either. But hopefully as we have always done we can help each other through this section of rough road.
We have a walk in a few minutes. It is gray and windless out there like we are being smothered by a huge wet towel.
on my way loves, Felipé.
We are pilgrims. We know how to do this… checking the weight of the backpack… making sure our socks and shoes are well placed and adjusted, and then we get it done one step at a time.
We are not in a hike, we signed up for a pilgrimage.
I can do Loves
Cris
Cris ~ yes, a pilgrimage entails our whole being. Each of our whole beings. We sign up to help each other through whatever that means at the moment. Yes, we will make it through although pain and exhaustion descends on us at times. Thanks, Felipé.x