Today I went to two very different worship services at two very different churches. They were both good, in different ways and one of them was the church I grew up in. It’s always nice to go back there… weird that they know so much about what is happening with me even though I haven’t been there in a while… but good none the less. There is beauty in going home. I spent a lot of time thinking and praying when I was hiking… but there is something about being in worship that I didn’t realize I missed so much. It was good. (Added bonus points that I went with my parents… they like it when I go to church with them, which only happens a few times a year… bonus points to the slacker daughter! hahahahahaha)
This afternoon I baked a new caramel brownie recipe for my dad (Father’s Day you know) and re-seam sealed part of my tent that had started to leak. I also washed my pack (which was really, really gross) and sleeping bag. I haven’t gotten around to putting everything away yet because a big part of me is holding out hope that I can hike again soon… possibilities….
My leg is feeling a whole lot better even though I still walk funny down stairs. I do this weird lean on the wall thing. I don’t know what’s up with that. I guess I haven’t figured out how to walk down steps yet, who knows!! The leg is still swollen a bit, but what’s a girl to do? I can’t just sit around and do nothing!
This week I plan to go to Lakeside to visit Lindsay and to Louisville to visit my nephew… I mean to visit my brother and Katie. =) I’m hoping for coffee dates with a few people and just “doing my thing”.
I was thinking today a bunch of times about what I was doing last week at this time or about how a week ago I was getting ready for my last night on the trail. I wonder how long that will last… that nostalgic feeling. It’s funny because I find myself all the time (when people ask) saying… “My trip? My trip was good.” It’s hard for me to put it into any other words.
Was it perfect? Nope. Was it painless? Heck no! Was it easy? Uh uh. Was it good? Yup. Very good.
IT made me think about the idea of simple beauty. I so often look for the big, the eventful, the ridiculous… but what surrounds me every day will so easily slip past if I don’t see the simple joy in today. Do I wish I was hiking out of Pearisburg tomorrow? Yup. Is that my reality? Nope! Could I sit tomorrow and be sad for what I am missing? Sure! Am I sad? Yes. However, I can’t live in that place… that place of wishing and dreaming… it’s a slippery slope.
Where I can live is in this place… where I say, yes, I wish I was there and hopefully I will get back there soon… I can say I LOVE to hear what is happening and I LOVE getting updates from hiker friends… but I also have to live HERE, because that is where I am! I have to live these moments and embrace these gifts, because I don’t get another today.
I want to live with both the wishing/longing and the reality co-mingled. There is beauty in dreams. There is beauty in unknown possibility. There is beauty in being right where you are… immersed in the moment you find yourself.
I want to love this day for what it is, in rainy, humid Ohio. It may not be a mountain, but it is where I am for now… and I am blessed (and still dreaming…)
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