Snow Does Not Halt My Daily Walks
I Walk Into the Future, One Step at a Time!
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As I got out of bed today, I heard the sound of a snow plow scraping outside. If my wife were here, she would encourage me to stay in bed, and I would have, as her pleas were impossible to deny. However, I have been alone for 986 days, so I decided to get dressed for my morning walk. As I stepped onto the sidewalk, the snow seemed more like a dusting than the 1.8 inches reported by my weather app. If I used their ruler to measure my height, I could claim I was six feet tall.
I planned to stick to downtown Cranford, where the snow shovelers had already started sliding the snow into the curb. But the light dusting of snow, the first in seven hundred and one days, motivated me to follow my usual route. I only avoided the three long stairs leading up to the train platform since they had yet to be salted or cleared of snow. I only walked six miles, less than needed, but I met the minimum required to count it as one more daily walk.
After burying my wife, I began taking daily walks to help me cope with the overwhelming sadness. Although I no longer cry, I continue to walk every day. Today, I am only two weeks away from completing one thousand consecutive days of walking.
Grief has been a great teacher; I have learned to listen better, even when my hearing might be less than optimal. I have embraced others, though only a few have been as welcoming as my beloved wife. Now, I open my arms to adapt to a new and unfamiliar world. Each step I take into the unknown future is one I must never cease to take. Although I would do anything to bring my wife back, I know that is impossible. The future, with all of its mysteries and possibilities, is the only path I can take.
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I follow a set of routines. Since my wife passed away, two habits that have been particularly important for me are walking and reading. They have become an essential part of my daily life and have helped me maintain a sense of balance and structure amidst the chaos of everyday life.
Ice Skating
I Walk Into the Future, One Step at a Time!
Estimated reading time: 2 minutes, 0 secondsDespite the icy conditions, I completed a 4.08-mile walk safely, albeit in circles around my house. It took me 88 minutes and burned 537 calories.
Jan's Love Keeps Me from Wallowing!
I Walk Into the Future, One Step at a Time!
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Jan’s Love Keeps Me from Wallowing!
The gentle rain outside and the distant sound of thunder make me reflect on Jan's love and how it inspires me to live, learn, and participate in life. Recently, I read Lorrie Moore's book, "I Am Homeless If This Is Not My Home," and it has been on my mind ever since. I feel interconnected to the main character, Finn, who once said, "Loss of the heart kills the brain, he had read. Loss of the brain kills the heart. But only eventually. A million love stories demonstrated it! The heart could go on and on. Love was its own little generator of quasi-buried treasure." Jan's love fills me with happiness and helps me to embrace growth and love.
Despite Jan's death from lymphoma, her love for me remains unshaken. Her unwavering dedication motivates me to keep moving forward and never give up, even in sorrow. Although I will always miss her, I know that Jan would want me to find happiness in life and not dwell in sadness. Every day, I take small and big steps towards healing, knowing that it is what Jan would have wished for me.
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