As does this road end, so do all roads end.
It’s good to appreciate the journey, and the world you travel through.
Tag: journey
Patches
Sometimes it seems our life is like this rough country road. Patches covering the hurts and wounds; rolling, bumpy and uneven; going through empty territory; leading to . . . the unknown.
Yet I like it. The hurts and wounds heal. The journey – through territory familiar as well as uncharted – is energising. There is always something to see, to do, to feel. Something to be grateful for.
Journey II
Journey
It’s been a hectic week-plus. Faye put in over 100 hours of work in eleven days. In addition to my contributions to household management I needed to keep the garden alive and try to keep up the many, many other talents she so enthusiastically and ably contributes to keeping our home running and in such fine shape. My appreciation of all you do, sweetie, is doubly, triply reinforced during these times. Life is a journey and along the way it’s important to stop, look around, see, smell, hear, and appreciate all that we are given.
Now that Fayes’ done working I’ll pick up the pace of my blogging a little.
The day I arrived in Canada
July 30, 2007 is the day my life began again. Achilles, Stella, and I arrived at our home after a journey rich in miles, time, and living. Sometimes people ask if I have been home, meaning Texas, lately. I reply ‘This is my home.’
I would not trade that journey, and my destination, for anything.
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