Back from vacation in the Big Easy. I've been a visitor to New Orleans many times and now that I'm learning my way around I understand how time can stand still and relaxation can settle down on me...if I let it.
Several times last weekend I realized that time was standing still. I had no where I had to be, nothing I had to do, and the clock didn't seem to be moving. There was no rush, no hassle, no worries. Aaaaahhhh.
I listened to great music. I shared fantastic meals with people I love (part of the goodness of knowing my way around is knowing what to avoid). I took dozens of photographs while walking by myself through the French Quarter early in the morning. I sat on a bar stool next to my best friend and experienced a little more of his world than he's ever shared with me before.
I played roulette and I won more than I lost.
Caught in a rainstorm, I waded through puddles and laughed with strangers as we navigated our way through the city.
The highlight of my trip was a 4 mile run along the lakefront with my son. 30 pounds ago it never would have happened. We shared 45 minutes as athletes, family, friends. We talked some and gave each other advice and we also ran in silence as we shared the beauty of a Sunday morning with nothing but the sounds of our footfalls to keep us company.
Bliss, I tell you. Bliss.
©Michelle Scofield, July 25, 2012 All Rights Reserved
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