was just one of multiple excuses for not working on my journal.
This is a photo taken at the South Carolina Botanical Garden
near Clemson, South Carolina on Friday, 8/8/08. My son
graduated the following day.
It has been nearly seven months since I did the Camino and still, I have not tranferred my notes, jotted down on any paper I could get my hands on, into my travel journal. At first, I blamed this on the move, I was too busy getting settled into my new place. Then came painting and redecorating and yard cleanup. That took up the entire summer. An excuse, not a reason. It's almost winter now and the notes still sit untouched, stuffed inside my journal.
Over all these months, it would have been easy enough one of evening to grab a beer, read through the notes and then enter them in my journal, one day at a time. It's not like I walked for weeks and weeks and generated an overwhelming amount of notes. The entire trip, counting travel days, for only eleven days. Truth is, I simply have avoided it until now.
Some of the memories are beyond magnificent. Others are bitter. I needed to put a little time in to digest the entire Camino experience at my own mental pace. To not allow the turmoil of the move and the transition to a new way of being to effect the words I would put in my journal.
I'm ready now. Life is good and I am content. It is my plan to sit down, with a beer or a maybe a glass of sherry, and read the notes for just one day. Then transfer that day into my journal. I will then enter that day's journey here. I'm still not sure if my entries on this page will be a verbatim account of what I write in my journal or if will contain more or less. I will know when I get there!
I'm eager to get started already, to see what I wrote at the time it was happening. Just wondering if I'll even be able to read my handwriting after all this time. Especially when I tried to squeeze as many words in as little a space as was possible!
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