missing you
as the time gets closer to the end, i am feeling more homesick than before. one reason might be that i have not let myself think about missing my husband, my friends, my family...even if i don´t see you all the time, i know that you are only a phone call or an email away. but since i didn´t bring my phone with me, and email is hit or miss, and even when it is available, it is a slow process. but i have felt more homesick these last few days than before. and it is hard when i miss my dog tucker since i´m not sure he is reading these emails or not. the old opposable thumb dilemma.
i am even homesick for people from early on in my trip-i miss christianne et pierre louis, yun soor, genevieve, manfred, gherardo e giuseppe, jenny and kim, and of course, catalina and alex. i met up with yves et nicole the other day. boy were they a sight for sore eyes! i had just come into samos after a looooong day of walking, and all of a sudden i hear someone calling my name. it was them, the lovely couple from quebec i met the first night in orisson. our paths are crossing a lot now, which is nice. i think i blogged earlier about staying in the restaurant-they were the couple that i saw when i entered. i also used to see a couple from denmark, wenka and olaf but hadn´t seen them since terradillos de los templarios, over a week ago. we had eaten dinner together that night, and they were drinking a bit, and saying how they couldn´t wait til they didn´t have to walk together anymore, it seemed good natured, but i remember thinking, i ´m not sure i want to cross paths with them anymore. well, i was sitting at an outdoor cafe the other day in a tiny town, and up walks wenka. i ask where olaf is and she replies ¨broken´´ in that lovely accent of hers. almost like the ´e´isn´t there at all,,, just brok-n. it took me by surprise, and i sat there in silence trying to figure out how olaf had gotten broken. then she said, ´ we don´t walk together. we are broken. ´ they decided not to walk together , or had ´broken up´even though they weren´t an item, so to speak. lots of changes happen on the camino.
so just know that i am missing you, but knowing that i will soon be back in the land of easy access
back to a place of fast internet and cell phone service. til then, we are still in communion through our prayers. i was having a lonely moment the other day and pulled out my magical mystical mirror box and got a great message from rev. greta. it was so nice to feel the connection again. we are all one.
peace and blessings my dear ones-
a
i am even homesick for people from early on in my trip-i miss christianne et pierre louis, yun soor, genevieve, manfred, gherardo e giuseppe, jenny and kim, and of course, catalina and alex. i met up with yves et nicole the other day. boy were they a sight for sore eyes! i had just come into samos after a looooong day of walking, and all of a sudden i hear someone calling my name. it was them, the lovely couple from quebec i met the first night in orisson. our paths are crossing a lot now, which is nice. i think i blogged earlier about staying in the restaurant-they were the couple that i saw when i entered. i also used to see a couple from denmark, wenka and olaf but hadn´t seen them since terradillos de los templarios, over a week ago. we had eaten dinner together that night, and they were drinking a bit, and saying how they couldn´t wait til they didn´t have to walk together anymore, it seemed good natured, but i remember thinking, i ´m not sure i want to cross paths with them anymore. well, i was sitting at an outdoor cafe the other day in a tiny town, and up walks wenka. i ask where olaf is and she replies ¨broken´´ in that lovely accent of hers. almost like the ´e´isn´t there at all,,, just brok-n. it took me by surprise, and i sat there in silence trying to figure out how olaf had gotten broken. then she said, ´ we don´t walk together. we are broken. ´ they decided not to walk together , or had ´broken up´even though they weren´t an item, so to speak. lots of changes happen on the camino.
so just know that i am missing you, but knowing that i will soon be back in the land of easy access
peace and blessings my dear ones-
a


Anne, in this blog you talk about missing the camino and the people you have met there when you finish. I hesitate to bring up this example, since its original purpose was to explain death, but I think it can be taken to explain any parting - not just the final one. It is the example of a ship, departing from a port. The people on the shore, wave goodbye, feeling sad, as the ship disappears into the horizon. However, at another port, people are waiting on another shore, staring into the horizon, and rejoice when they see the ship approaching. I hope you find this as reassuring as I do. Much love, Y/M&D
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I love what Nancy wrote here. And as I was reading your "missing you" post, I was thinking about how close to you I have felt during your camino--the opposite of missing you, as though you have been walking next to me. I have loved your camino for this reason and many others and I think I will "miss you" when it is done. E.
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