Out alone on the back rural roads of central New York gives me time to think about the journey and how far I’ve come. The first step is always the hardest.
Putting one foot in front of the other continually moving once you start gets easier. The concept, the challenge, and the need forced a direction. Most of the young veterans I’ve met on my journey are at a crossroads and the next decision they make is crucial. Making that decision and taking that first step may be the most important decision.
My choice to walk for them especially on those rural lonely roads like today invokes a sense of triumph, a sense of sacrifice, and a sense to fight the demons. It invokes a challenge to do something about issues and negativity in one’s life. I sacrifice so that others may see the way.
Thinking as I walk or walking as I think helps me to sort things out in a way to show the way. It’s just as much about me as it is about them.
It’s Sunday night and most people are home comfortable and warm knowing they are safe. I choose not to be safe and put myself out there for hope and change. It’s Sunday night and I’ve finished up yet another week of struggle. Soon there will be change, not good or bad, just different. A milestone is in sight.
…..”I have promises to keep and many miles to go before I sleep, and many miles to go before I sleep”…..Frost