Saturday walk in the woods … I stop to climb a tree. Sam gets ahead of me. We both take this in stride; it’s what we do. As a attempt to dismount the tree, though, the climb down is slower than the climb up. It’s all I can manage, but I do it. Now, Sam’s way ahead of me. And as I approach a fork in the path, I don’t know which way to go. We’re both familiar with my sense of direction.
Then, I spy Sam, up ahead and around the corner. He’s hiding behind a tree! I continue walking, and Sam makes his way around the tree, still hiding, and trying to remain unseen. I laugh, and laugh, and laugh … more than I have laughed in a long time. When I finally reach him, we’re both laughing so hard that we’re wetting our pants. Well, one of us is (no worries, I carry tissue in the woods). He explains that he left tracks for me. On the way back, he even points them out. This is going to make me laugh for a very long time.
Don’t be afraid to lose your way. Carry tissue, watch for tracks, and beware the angels.… More