Yesterday I decided to go on a walk for the first time in almost 2 years. I used to walk often before my sons started needing more help with their care. I read in several places that exercise is helpful when we are grieving. I ignored the urge to go walk a few times since Christian passed away but I wasn’t able to ignore it this time. I completed the book series we read together, the Mortal Instruments and Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare (blog post on that coming later), so I no longer had an excuse. I settled on Gibson Park. At first I didn’t want to because that is the last place I went with Christian during his last week with us.
At first, I looked around the park and everything looked exactly how I felt, hollow and sad. The Chinook winds have been blowing for a few days so most of the snow has melted, revealing the trampled, soggy grass underneath. My heart began to lift when I noticed some mallard ducks right along the walking path. The geese were gathered around people who were feeding them. As I rounded the second bend on my lap around the park I heard chickadees – “chick a dee dee dee dee”. If you have ever heard them then you know exactly how cheery they sound and how uplifting it is to hear their call. I started snapping shots on my iPhone. Someone did a wonderful job carving this turtle out of a tree trunk. I also noticed the lamps
A little ways further and a friendly squirrel ran up to me and started scampering around me in circles. He looked at me like he was expecting a peanut. I looked around and noticed the little fellas were running and playing all over the park.
As my walk came to a close and my car came into view, I started feeling lighter. I knew that to do the things that bring me joy and peace are the things that honor Christian. I plan on continuing my walks and I hope to encounter more critters that I can take photos of and share with you all!