Once daily, I take a walk around the neighborhood. Just a few blocks, no great distance or excess exercise, and my wife always walks with me.
We walked this neighborhood many, many times when she was walking, and
after she wasn't walking I pushed her in her wheelchair down these same
sidewalks, past the same houses and shops. It was always nice, and it
still is. Usually it's the best part of my day.
Stephanie & I walked these streets so many times for so many years, an old man on Moland Street asked a few days ago, "Where's your wife?" We'd only spoken to him once, but we'd seen him often, sometimes waved, so I stopped and explained. It was awkward and my eyes got wet. The man hugged me, and I said thanks and continued my walk with my wife.
1/20/2019
Republished 4/29/2024
Love goes on forever, beautiful little piece of writing, Doug.
ReplyDeleteHey, thanks!
DeleteOnly thing I really miss about Wisconsin, is seeing the places I walked with Stephanie.
And Bob's Diner.