Every day I go for a walk

Every Day I go for a walk

 Every day I go for a walk. Not always because I want to but because I have to. I have a dog and that is one of the highlights of her day.  You got spots to sniff and dig in. squirrels, birds and an occasional other dog from the neighborhood.

Years ago I read a poem about going for a walk.  How before you go for a walk are you prepared. What if you were to die on your walk? Would the one’s you love know how you feel about them, do you have any unsaid words to them? Are all your affairs in order?  WOW! I want to do that always let people know how I really feel. Say what is always on mind. Always have things settled and understood no matter what.

In reality this is not going to happen as you know. I had coworker years ago and we were great friends. I was a waitress and he was the cook we had the night shift. My boys were pre- teens and he was in his early twenties. He had a band so I asked him to come over and teach the boys music.  We got to know each other pretty good. One day at work he was just rude to me all night for no reason. It went on for a week. He would almost bring me to tears. The manager saw what was happening and told me not to worry about it because it was not me he was mad at but something going on in his life.  Really I thought so why is it me that he is attacking? Can’t he tell me himself I thought we were close enough for him to tell me what was bothering him?

Another week went by and when the restaurant was fairly empty and we would fix ourselves a meal and take a break I walked by the kitchen counter. A plate of over easy eggs with rye toast flew up under the hot lights and he appeared saying, did someone order eggs and toast. This was one of my favorite things to eat.  I just looked at him and walked away.  I really did like him and I should have forgiven him.  I didn’t though and life went on.

This is just a small example of many times and situations.

Also there is the part about having your affairs in order.  ? Grandma Stanfield wrote the best living will ever. I respected the woman loved her dearly, but she had twenty some years to prefect dying.  She lived to 97 and had all her faculties.  I guess I should start some day.

Every day I go for a walk. Not always because I want to, but because I have to. I have to keep my sanity. I will never be able to be prepared at any given moment so for now I will just walk, wave at and occasionally chat with neighbors and always hope for the best.