"There are only two prayers you really ever need." says one of my favorite authors Anne Lamott. "Help me! Help me! Help me! And, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Today, I am saying "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
There was good news yesterday. Finally, some good news. Now, I"m not foolish enough to think there won't be more difficulties ahead, I know there is going to be more tough portaging. I get that. But today feels like a layover day on a long canoe trip. A respite day. A day where the packs have been put down and won't have to be carried. A day where I can take a little inventory; see where we are on this trip, see how much food we have, get a little laundry done (not literally because my machine is still belly up). I get a chance to sit down with the map and look over the topography and try to get a feel for this new land. It's the kinda day I look forward to after about 5 days of travel.
I know that tomorrow I'm going to have to pick up and carry my pack again. I know it will be a little easier because it's going to be a little lighter and I'm going to be a little stronger but, today I'm going to "lay around on a slab of granite and soak up the warmth. Eat a Poptart. Take a nap and I'm going to be grateful for days like these. I'm going to enjoy a reprieve from the badgering wind of bad news AND I'm going to say "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" A LOT!
Peace everyone, Karen
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