Enjoying life-- even if I have to do it alone.

In March of this year I went out for a while by myself.  It had been since the big snow-- it was just starting to warm again.  I headed out for a walk at the battlefield on Redbud Road.  On the way I took some pretty pictures.

I took the back way down the gravel road I used to walk when we lived on Redbud Rd.  This is an old little barn of some sort.  They are putting in a big road close by so I hope this building still stands. 

Of course I had to take a picture of the cows!  When Ashton was a baby I used to take him for walks down this gravel road and we always stopped to talk to the cows, sometimes we even fed them some grass that was out of their reach.  This cow reminded me of those sweet simple days. 

Even though is was super windy that day I got out there and walked some of the battlefield.  I was still dealing with some anxiety so this was a big moment for me.  It was probably in the low to mid 60's-- and I actually had to really decide whether to go or not.  I'm glad I did.  The sun was warm and it was so pretty there. 

As you walk farther on the path and head into the woods the path brings you to this cute little bridge.  The backdrop was so nice.  It was easy to imagine the battle here.  Plaques telling what occurred in different areas made it easy to imagine what the soldiers went through.  It is a sacred ground. 

Here is the shallow creek that the bridge goes over.  In the heat of the summer it is nearly covered completely by algae. 

I liked the scenery so much that I wanted to be a part of it.  I'm feeling good and taking it slow.  Taking pictures, but still being in the moment. 

Once I got back in the car I was so proud of myself that I rested while eating a snack and wrote in my journal.  I took the long way home, taking roads I hadn't been down in at least 10 years.  I was tired by the time I got home but felt wonderful and rejuvenated.  It was a good day with some healing. 

What a great day. 

Until Next Time.