A few weeks ago I wrote how Jon wasn’t able to take walks in the woods anymore.
Now, a week after his heart surgery, we took our second walk together in the woods.
Slowly, arm in arm, stopping to take a few pictures, but mostly, just walking. We watched the dogs chase after deer and then come running back to us. They never go far. We talked little, enjoying the company of trees, the pine needles, ferns, leaves, and other vegetation beneath our feet. The air was cool the insects spare and the smell deep and rich.
It may seem like a little thing, to walk in the woods together, but I thought it would never happen again.
Now I know Jon and I will have many more walks in the woods, but still, I don’t think I’m going to forget this one.