Walking

Jan and I are heavily invested in our daily walks, incorporating at least 1.5 hours a day (and maximum of 3-5 hours). We are not as dedicated to home exercises as we are to walking. We can go for hours outside, just talking and breathing in the beautiful play of colors that only nature can provide. Walking is healthy, both to the body and soul. It has many proven benefits, and one of them, for me personally, is getting to know my partner more. When we walk, we also talk just about anything. We discuss our future goals and how far along we’ve come. We appreciate the moment and the opportunity to even do walking, as many have not been given another chance at life. We breathe fresh air, hear the chirping of the birds, see colorful plants and flowers, and marvel at the beauty and grandiose of most houses we pass by. I live for the the days we can do walking.

 

a spot made just for us ;)

Missing You

Yesterday, I felt a little extra sad and heavy, like everything around me was painted in gray. It was the first Mother’s Day that I was celebrating without my Mom. I could not even write her a love letter, nor call her up. I look around me and every little thing reminded me of her. The gentle swaying of the branches outside as the winds hit them brought back memories of my childhood spent at our beach house with my mother still around. Jan and I took a walk around our neighborhood, and I tried so hard to shake off the melancholy. I felt the world was a bit unfair because I have so much love to give to my mother, but she’s gone too soon, too young.

It supposedly gets easier with each passing day, but as I write this, I allow myself to wallow in my grief, pain, and sadness. I hope my tears could reach heaven and she’ll be reminded that she’s never forgotten—not yesterday and most certainly not tomorrow.