A Walk of Life

When I started writing this blog I thought it would be a fun vehicle to express myself, share stories, and stay connected with friends and family. I have shared my hiking stories, my joys of walking with my dog and the great sadness of losing him. I wrote about starting over with a new puppy. More recently I shared my endeavor to carry a pair of boots on the A.T.  I have at times opened up about my whole gamut of emotions.  I mean, why write if you are not going to reveal any of yourself ?  Opening up is usually pretty easy for me, but somehow this morning my mind is struggling to capture the right words. So Friends, if I fall shy of eloquence today please forgive me.
  In less than twenty four hours I will hit the Appalachian Trail for three days. I received the aforementioned boots Thursday and they actually fit my feet. I believe I will be the first hiker, out of 25, to actually wear Paul's Boots. I will be joined by our son Adam and one of my oldest friends Tom and his son Tal. In addition newer friends Kevin, Doug and his son Makaya will also be along for sections of my hike. I could not ask for a better group to walk with. In addition I have been overwhelmed by so many notes of encouragement from those walking with me in spirit. These messages have meant so much to me as I take on what is sure to be a serious test of my physical and mental abilities. I truly have felt so much love from so many that I am humbled and forever grateful.
  What is this Walk really about for me, and why would I volunteer to carry boots from a man who has passed on ? For me there is only one answer to that question.
  This is a Walk of Life. I dedicate it to all those who have helped mine and who, like Paul, will be with me on every step.
  My parents Walter & Mildred, who brought me into this world and were there for my first steps, I know you will be with me. As will my wife Sue's father Paul, whose daughter has generously allowed me the time to attempt this. I walk this Walk of Life for some dear friends that still mean the world to me. Steve, Linda & Dan, I am counting on your presence to help me climb these mountains. And of course  I never would be putting on Paul's hiking boots if it wasn't for my old puppy Rock. That silly rescue mutt showed me the simple joys of walking in the woods, and I will be spreading his ashes throughout this hike. I know he still walks with me, I feel his presence on all of my travels.
  So I am taking Paul's Boots for a walk. But I am actively holding the memories of all who have meant so much to me in my life close to my heart, both living and departed, and taking you all for this walk as well. I am walking because I understand how fortunate I am to have this opportunity. I have been blessed in this life with wealth. Not monetary, but the warm riches of sharing my life with wonderful people. Dear family & friends.  Feeling and giving love, laughter and the tears, great joys and deep sorrows.
                          This is my Walk of Life. Thanks for walking it with me.