I'm walking through the snow with my grocery cart in tow, happy that almost everything I need is within walking distance. I feel like I'm back in my childhood, walking everywhere, and I feel good that I'm not contributing to pollution! I'm reminded of my dad who biked or walked and never owned a car. My kids are happy to purchase my car and I'm happy to be rid of it!
There has been a lot of snow and the path across the field is uneven and bumpy as I plod along. When I get home my right leg muscle is sore. It doesn't get much better over the next few days. When I come home after an outing with my daughter it's worse even though we drove and I only walked in the store. We stop at the grocery store after our outing and I buy what I need, thankful that I won't be walking home. I know that I have family and friends who will help me if I need it, even though I wish I had my independence.
I like what King Charles said when he met with fellow cancer sufferers:
"All of us go through some form of suffering at some stage in our life be it mental or physical. The degree to which we help one another--and draw support from each other, be we people of faith or of none--is a measure of our civilization as nations."
Illustrator, Charlie Mackesy, shows a group of people walking through the snow toward the abbey with their arms around one another with the words "How did I help?" "You were by my side, which was everything."
