I went hiking the weekend past and boy did I abuse my body, it took me the rest of that day and the next to recover L… Was it worth it? Will I do it again? Hell Yeah!! I suffer from short term memory loss and will find myself in a body aching situation very soon again! This not being the point I wish to make, let me get to it then! Ah Ha, the stone.
My son is very cute and every so often he brings me a stone to tell me that while he was playing or walking or running or doing whatever it is that 8 year old boys do, he was thinking about me. It melts my heart every single time and my home is a shrine to collected stones from all over; peoples driveways, the parking lot, the beach the mountain, basically from anywhere in the world of an 8 year old. And on this muscle bursting hike, I decided I’m gonna get him a nice little stone to show him that I was thinking about him and that I missed him. It took us just over 2 hours to make it to the top and I kept looking down hoping to find that perfect stone.Some were sooo pretty and others quite unusual and some resembling other inanimate objects, such as birds and hearts and so forth. And every time I’m ready to pick one up I think 2 things, do I really smaak like carrying it all the way to the top, I mean and I’m not the smallest of girls so to carry more than my weight is possible, but not very comfortable. The other thought was, what if I take this one and then I stop looking and there may be a better one and while I’m holding onto this stone, I could miss out on the best stone of my life… yes, I am very passionate about stones. So I pass by all these stones that I could possibly take with me on my journey, but I choose to go on, stone free. At the top, while taking in this beautiful breathtaking view and the road that lead me to this point, I wondered if I missed a really good stone, the right one for me maybe. I didn’t worry too much, knowing that my journey was not over; I was determined to settle for at least one damn stone. With empty hands I shall not end this day!
I found it of course, still having concerns as to whether it was good enough and am I prepared to take on this weight even though the stone was not extraordinary and exactly what I hoped for, it served that specific function that I needed it to.
Do I have the right stone? I have no idea
Should I know what the right stone for me is? Probably, but I pride myself on ignorance, it’s my defense against the dark arts of life.
Is there a future for this stone and I? I don’t know.
What I do know is that I picked up this stone and took it home, my son loves it and so do I. Will this stone be part of my décor or will it contribute to the foundation of my absolutely fabulous future? I have it so this means I must be interested in the outcome, but knowing for sure was never my forte, experimenting however, I am much better at.
I’m not making plans and I’m not changing anything, I am and will participate as I am hopeful that the stone that provoked so much thought can make me feel like this one thing is the one thing that I know for sure.
