I run the Houston Trail on my days off, after the run I walk down to the river to stretch. It is always an emotional feeling staring at the fast and strong moving Fraser River in all its full Fall glory. I love it. Its my me moment I would never give up. Anyway, today I ran with my glasses on, I hate to because they slide down the bridge of my nose as I start to sweat and near the end of the run I inevitably carry them in my hands.
Today I put them in my hoodie pocket with my keys as I lifted my sweater over my head at the end of the run. I was at my car getting water before I go stretch. I walked down, walked back without paying attention to the fact that my vision was blurred, got in my car, turned the engine, looked around and thought – shit my glasses, I reached into my pocket and to my disbelief they were not there. I frantically searched my surroundings, jumping ahead to how am I going to get home, I guess I can walk there and back and get my spare before pick up at 230…maybe I can call the police for an escort- no that’s ridiculous but I thought it.
Of course my husband who has been working from home for 20 months is on Vancouver Island for work this week for the first time in did I mention it’s been 20 months… thanks to covid.
So I kept re checking my pockets, am I going crazy, I retrace my steps, a man even asks kindly what are you looking for? I have almost given up, thinking I will drive to the end of this road and walk home… I see a squirrel about 7 feet away, comes down the tree in behind of my car toward the road, I hear a car coming from behind us so I walk toward it hoping to scare it from crossing, it darts back up the tree, I go in the direction the squirrel did and what do you know- right there on the ground were the little bugger stopped were my glasses.
I of course loudly said thank you to the squirrel and was able to drive home and start the zillion errands and cleanings that needs to be done on my only day off.
Here’s to the things big and small of the world!! Sent to help us when we least expect it.
This beautiful little wood pecker has been coming to visit when I sit on my front drive to rest and recharge after long busy days. Sit in my chair, staring at the sky. I heard his voice and wondered what it was, I looked around and there he was a few feet away.
The beauty in nature and its creatures can feel so healing in a way that we are able to look at things outside ourselves, appreciate the beauty in simplicity and are reminded that we are never alone.
Thanks for reading,
Go outside and enjoy the nature around you.
Sheri