Yesterday was a beautiful day! We drove down to Keith's home area and went to a couple of his favorite childhood haunts. While Keith and the boys did more serious hiking, the girls played and I took pictures. That's how we keep everyone happy!
Eventually the girls and I headed down to a different trail to meet the boys. I was a bit disconcerted when I realized that wading the creek was the only way we would make it to the trail, but we were not to be deterred. So wade we did! And it was worth it. The trail was beautiful and the girls had so much fun striking silly poses and running ahead then back again.
When we met Keith and the boys wouldn't you know they were on the other side of the creek we had waded! Fortunately they are all better at crossing on stones and logs than I am.
It was a really good day. But I wouldn't be telling the truth if I didn't tell you that it was also a really hard day for me. Doing things like this as a family only highlights my physical limitations. This type of activity has always been something we all enjoy. I could never keep up with my energetic husband and sons, but I could certainly do a lot better than I can now! Between my tremors and bad joints hiking just isn't the best activity for me. I know it shouldn't be a big deal, but it is just one more grief in this physical journey.
Isn't life like that? A beautiful family day, touched by sadness. Things that were once taken for granted no longer possible. Learning new ways to enjoy life is not easy. So we once more come back to the word
acceptance. I can assure you that I don't make myself or anyone else happier when I don't accept it and move on.