It’s the final few miles of any trip that seems the longest, whether you’re in a car travelling or any life journey or race.
I can’t imagine what it’s like to run a marathon or travel to China. Those are long journey’s.
Committing to, and following through on 30 days/ 30 blogs has been long too. So has the manuscript I continue to re-write. Both are coming to an end.
My little grandson Dominick is spending the night. He’s 15 months old. It’s an amazing thing to have a little one in the house again, and take that look at the beginning of a journey once again. Everything is new. Everything has wonder and excitement. To have the chance to watch it through their little eyes is awesome. And humbling. And makes you reflect on how much you miss when you’re older and in so much of a hurry.
Tomorrow, Dominick will discover many new things. My 30 days of blogging will come to a close.