I had an awesome week. I saw all my kids and grandchildren. I also had fun riding my little pink scooter around town and visiting with friends at the farmer’s market and sidewalk sales.
Small town America is the best.
I also went to visit my son and daughter-in-law at their farm. What a treat. I had a chance to see what corn stalks look like after deer enjoy breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and I learned how corn silk reveals the health of each plant.
Life is good.
As a bonus, as I was driving between Lindon and Last Chance, I passed a person walking on the shoulder of the road. He had a red flag flying from his backpack, was wearing a wide brimmed hat and using walking sticks. A mile down the road, I thought, “I’ve got to stop, get a picture, and hear his story.” So, I turned the car around and went back.
As I walked across the highway, he stopped, held out his hand, and said, “Hi, I’m Ben.” In response to my curiosity, he said he was walking from San Francisco to Rhode Island. He had cancer two years ago and decided to get his mind straight by seeing the real beauty of America, one step at a time. He walks approximately twenty miles a day, and when he gets to a stopping spot, he asks local people if they would mind if he pitches his tent in their yard.
He spoke of the kindness of individuals, and the joy of being aware of the broad terrain as well as the small details along the side of the roads. He said, as he pointed to a tiny yellow daisy, “Just imagine, I am the only person who gets to see that wild flower just as it is right this very minute.”
Ben had a sparkle in his eyes and a gentle, genuine gratitude for what his journey was providing. The sign, hanging from the bottom of his backpack, read, “IT’S NEVER TOO LATE TO START DREAMING AGAIN.”
You can follow him on https://www.facebook.com/myownmomentum/
Ben inspired me. He took a painful life event, cancer, and put action behind his desire to be healthy and happy. Ben dusted off the sad and uncontrollable aspects of cancer and exchanged them for new experiences. He found faith in himself, trusted humanity, and he gave it his all. The peace on his face spoke to it’s worth.
How can you and I put action behind our dreams?
Until the next time: Live while you live!