This morning my feet decided that they and I should go for a walk. I had just dropped off Cynthia and Tim at the Healthy Heart Program at the hospital. Following that action, my feet made their decision.
I headed down Harwood St. towards English Bay here in Vancouver’s West End. I hadn’t gone far when I saw this lovely older house now sided by two apartment towers.
It looked so welcoming with its Canadian flag and the Camellia shrub next to it coming into bloom. As I stepped it out, I was surprised how pleasant it was walking in this neighbourhood. I enjoyed the different architecture, the comparison between the design of the older buildings and the modern towers replacing them. Look at the older Kensington Place building just down the road from us, with its beautiful cherry tree coming into blossom.
The rest of the walk was a delight. There were more buildings with their shapes and angles, beautiful trees, a bandstand in the park, some squirrels doing whatever they do at this time of year, and even some freighters in English Bay waiting to give up their cargoes.
I felt blessed to be alive and so fortunate, especially when I reflected on the past weeks since December 23 and Tim’s surgery. How glad I am that he is doing the laps at the Healthy Heart Program with his amazing, wonderful mother there to cheer him on. How grateful we are to have a loving, supportive son Ben, and Andi and Josée wives of Tim and Ben respectively, along with Tim’s children Charlotte and Oliver. How wonderful it is to have extended family and friends here, and worldwide, to love and care for us. Thank you Lord, for everything.
‘Bye for now and God bless.