walkingA Story by Emily BI 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. © 2009 Emily BFeatured Review
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