How blessed am I to live in this neighborhood!
Last spring I walked almost every morning for about half an hour. I
started out easy but met my goal of walking to Bellwood Lake which is
in our development. I reached my goal and continued the walk to the
lake and then to Bell Rd. before returning home.
This routine enabled me to dance, dance, dance at my grandson,
Matt’s, wedding in N.C. the end of July. I had a ball and a wonderful
wonderful time. However, it was extremely hot there so there was
little walking in the sun. We had a very hot August followed by a
very rainy September and I procrastinated putting my walking on hold.
Now, I am looking forward to being with loved ones in Gainesville for
Thanksgiving weekend and need to rebuild my stamina to keep up with
the activities. Hopefully, Claire and Ian’s twins will be around six
weeks old and a joy to hold. Yvonne and I are flying so as to have
more time with loved ones – son, Wes, daughter-in-love, Deb, Claire,
Ian, Malik, Leila, grandson, Matt and granddaughter-in-love, Katie.
Hopefully, will get to see Matt’s and Katie’s good friend, Chris, his
wife, Jessica and their daughter, Ella (I danced with him at the
reception and Ella was the adorable flower girl.) When it was time to
leave, my son, Wes went for the car and Jessica thoughtfully guided me
through a grove of saplings in the gathering dusk to meet him.
So, this week has been absolutely beautiful, especially for October!
Temperatures during the days in the seventies and the nights no lower
than fifty. Still, I put off getting back to walking. Well, this
morning, I finally bit the bullet and upon waking dressed in
comfortable clothes and started out. I had gone about a block and a
half when my neighbor, Fran, came walking too because she said, “There
goes Jo. If she is walking, I should too.” We hugged and chatted
for quite a while. I shared about the wedding and the twins and she
shared about the preparations for her daughter, Emily’s wedding. Love
her; hugged and she went her way and I continued on toward home.
Walked to Bell and as I was returning, met other neighbors, little
Asher, who is couple months older than Jaydin, his dad, Eric and
mother, Kelly walking their dogs and we exchanged greetings and a bit
of talk. I had walked past my house and turned around when George
and Liz (neighbors I have known for over thirty years) stopped to
tease me about chatting with Fran. I told them that “my” twins will
be arriving soon. They have five year old twins (boy and a girl) and
were on their way to watch them play soccer.