When I started going to the post office every day at my current place of employment, I would pass an older couple and their graying dog on a walk. The man and the woman were stooped over and took tiny steps, but they were quick and not a day would go by that I wouldn’t see them on this walk.
Soon, I saw only the older lady and her graying dog. I was sad for her, but it made me so happy to see her continue the walk with her dog every darn day.
A couple months ago, the dog stopped going on walks with the woman. She was walking with a cane, but, boy was she still out there! And today I saw her: no cane, a little less slouched, with a sweat band on her head: she was on a mission!
I think what I am trying to get at – besides sharing with you what little I know of this sweet old woman – is that, through the loss of her walking partners, at least one constancy for her is walking. And she continues.
I have had loss in my life: family members and friends. I have been sad, and really, when things like that happen, my entire world is overturned. I lose motivation and fall out of my routine.
But what I see in her is independence, determination, and persistence. All qualities I want to see in myself, but that I know I lose sometimes. She reminds me that I can weather it all, and come out stronger in the end.
And that a little old lady could probably beat me in a foot race.
❤ The Roamin Twin