I rose early, opened my book of reflections . A little ragged now , the edges of the booklet have crinkled with the rain. It falls open with a quote by Cicero.
Nothing is too hard for him who loves
Today I have decided to carry my boots and hope my ‘worlds most comfortable shoe’ with the smooth tread can cope with mud, manure , rain and sharp inclines on the El Camino.
Will my trekking pole be enough to keep me upright , I wonder? I connect with a fellow pilgrim from Ireland . She is in a hurry, and her pace urges me on. We share lives a little and find both had been through tough times. after our husbands were killed in car accidents..
I’m really enjoying your stories and I’m so glad you’ve ditched those boots!
It sounds like you are having an extraordinary time. Sending my love zz