A seemingly impossible dream...

A few months back my girl and I watched "The Way" on Netflix, about a father's pilgrimage after the death of his son along the Camino DeSantiago trail in Spain. We both talked about making our own pilgrimage along the Camino thinking it would be an amazing and cathartic way to culminate so many years of destruction with something so transformative!

I recently ran into a friend whose son died from suicide a couple years ago. Her plan is to walk the Camino in honor of her son and to raise funds for her non-profit organization that she founded in her son's name.

It seems to be the thing to do after suffering through loss or crisis and surviving. Why? I think its such a spiritual journey. Its a stretching of who we are....going into a foreign country, where you may not know the language (we wouldn't) and immersing yourself in a different culture, living among the people, and walking and walking and walking along beautiful countryside seeing the simple beauties laid out before you. For 500 miles, staying in hostels along the way.

I want to do this. And I want to do it with my girl.

It feels impossible.....raising the funds for such a trip, taking a couple months off of life and work.....the physical demands don't scare me, but they probably should! lol

I am praying that the doors open for us to go through.

Annette

PS: Little one and I went to see Saving Mr. Banks. The story of P.L. Travers and Walt Disney turning the book of Mary Poppins into the movie. If you are an adult child of an alcoholic, you will relate to much. It was such a good movie. Ms. Travers was so afraid. I could relate to her character in numerous ways. Well worth the time and such an unexpected direction... I had no idea those elements were going to be part of the story.