These Knees Were Made For Walking

Good Morning from Whidbey Island. I am staying with my best friend from forever, Kathy Gilkerson. Spending a few days here before heading (driving) back to Bynum.

The walking part of this journey has to be delayed, maybe until next year. Ina’s health issues take precedence and she is unfortunately not going to be able to do anything this year. I had thought we would be able to work around any concerns but that is not going to be the case.

So, heading home to reconnoiter.

I have done some of the things planned for this year. I spent a week with my sisters, in Tumwater, Washington. It has been really nice to reconnect with them in a relaxed, unhurried way. Now I am on Whidbey Island doing the same with Kathy. Getting up when we want, having coffee, visiting. We may go to the Folk Life Festival in Seattle Center this weekend. We used to go when we were kids and it is a big deal here. Here is a link.

https://nwfolklife.org/festival/home.html

I am not really looking forward to driving back to North Carolina on my own. I have discovered that being alone with just my thoughts for company is uncomfortable. And there is almost always an ear worm for a sound track. The melody and fragments of chorus or verse of the last song I heard in a gas station or Starbucks. Nothing of interest, really. And I have always thought my thoughts were funny. But you can’t believe everything you think.

As human beings we are quick to move away from that which is uncomfortable. So I will play some music and listen to some audio books for company. I will also call people (hands free) and stay tethered to my world that way. But I will also sit in the uncomfortableness of my mind. I have hope that, by doing this, I will find a way to find comfort there instead.

If I can’t get comfortable with myself how can I be completely comfortable with others?