walking

I was feeling sorry for myself today. For no good reason. It happens to us all sometimes. I knew that I needed to go take a walk. I put it off several times before I got up from my desk and went outside.

 

It's a beautiful October day. One of those fall days between rains, the sun is shining, the air is cool. And I wondered if I picked a spot on the farthest hill, the one way off in the distance, if I couldn't just get to it eventually if I started walking that direction. A silly notion sure, but what a lovely adventure that would be.

 

I wasn't alone anymore. The killdeer danced around me. Their shrill cries at my intrusion made me smile a little to myself. They are silly birds but I can count on them to always be around when I finally take a walk. I noticed a butterfly. Half-wished that it might fly toward me and light on my hand. One of these days that wish might come true.

 

And I realized what a difficult time the pretty little thing was having. Its flight struggled just a few inches from the asphalt. The wind was too rough. Here and there he'd light on the pavement to get momentum up to carry on. And then I stopped still because sometimes the lesson will do that to you.

 

Creator, I will carry on, no matter how difficult the winds.

Reviews

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. oh, it's fantastic to read these words again, emily ... i don't even know why i'm carrying on ... and why i have been carrying on since 10th july, 2009 ... the days get darker ... and so does the hope that there'll be light in the future ... but still there are words ... there's you ... and i think ... maybe this is a fantastic story ... and this is the part when it frightens the audience ... but ultimately there'll be a happy ending ... maybe there's more to life than pain ... we can't really say until those last few moments before we die ... so might as well carry on and see what happens ...

- serah

[emmajoy]

What beautifully sad writing, Emily .. hugs, thoughts. There at the heart of them is wandering hope because as long as someone wants to and does notice life, it remains precious. There are days, times when .. seems best to lie curled tightly, facing the wall but then's the time to remember there's always a star up there in the heavens, we just have to look harder.

[Emily B]

thank you, Emma :)

[Black Hole Halo]

great poem, the walk, the nature friends, the sentiment, it has everything you would expect from an adventure.

[therisa]

Reading your short inspirational story, am reminder that large problems can be solved, by taking small steps, until the goal is reached.

[Gandré]

I missed your writing. Sweet small story.

[Eve]

This is wonderful Emily!

[Tree]

A stimulating piece with a terrific message. When we walk with her nature
gives the greatest gift. Thank you for sharing this.

Diego

[Emily B]

please come back Diego, you are missed

[Hayley]

Very inspiring and original... just the right amount of detail for the backdrop.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

i like those determinded last words....

[Nica]

This put a smile on my face. Wonderful piece.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

I adore reflection and introspection. This drips with those things.