Blessings for the New Year!
Thirteen Hundred Thirty-Seven Days of Walking
Estimated reading time: 2 minutes, 9 secondsAs the sun rose on my seventy-fifth New Year’s Day, the day unfolded much like the one thousand three hundred thirty-six that had come before it. After silencing my alarm, I took a moment to reflect and said, “Grateful am I, Adonai, for the gift of life.” My legs felt agile as I set out for a walk, but only when I checked my activity app later did I realize I had ambled so slowly I might have been standing still.
What slowed me down? It was the heartwarming stops I made along the way—each one a chance to spread a little joy and good wishes for 2025. I shared a heartfelt message with every fellow traveler I encountered: “I truly wish you a year filled with good health, happiness, and an abundance of joy in 2025. You deserve nothing less than the best that life has to offer!” Each interaction, filled with warmth and joy, added a sprinkle of delight to my day and made the journey all the more delightful.
As I reflect on my daily routine, I must acknowledge the toll that age is beginning to take on me. As my seventy-sixth birthday approaches in March, I grapple with the reality of my advancing years, regardless of my readiness for it. I’ve been pushing my limits, striving to maintain an activity level that keeps me feeling youthful. Still, it’s becoming increasingly clear that my body reminds me I am seventy-five, not seventeen.
It wasn’t until I stepped through the door of my home, weary but fulfilled, that I realized something intriguing. The total distance I walked today is a direct sum of the numbers: two plus zero plus two plus five equals nine miles walked. Each step felt meaningful, a testament to my persistence, and a reminder of the journey I continue to embrace in my solo life.
The Cranford Clergy Council and the Interfaith Committee have chosen me to receive Cranford’s 2025 Martin Luther King Award. This honor truly humbles me. With just two weeks until the presentation, I reflect on essential themes during my daily walks. Have I done enough to help build a Beloved Community where kindness, compassion, and love for all life inspire us? Are we working together to peacefully end racism, hunger, poverty, homelessness, environmental destruction, and various forms of injustice?
I focus on living one day at a time. With each step, I strive to sharpen my listening skills, embrace life and my friends, and move forward into the future. Love is all I have to give as I continue my journey of faith and recovery.