Wednesday, May 25, 2016

The Bus

We went out the Bus yesterday. My Time Hop told me that we had been out there on that day exactly a year ago. Strangely I remember that day. Maybe because it was the first time we had been out there. Maybe because the sun was warm, the skies were summer blue and we didn’t even think about putting jackets on for the first time since we had arrived in the wild West 7 months before. We had survived spring and now summer was starting to show up. Maybe its because that was when I started to get a glimpse of the beauty of summer up here. The flowers were starting to bloom. White, purple, orange, yellow all starting to peek their faces up and out towards the sun.

Whatever the reason I remember that day. I had a posse then. We walked at a snail’s pace. We held hands, I carried them and their snacksdrinks. We would stay out for an hour but have gone a quarter of a mile total. 

I loved that we were outside, drinking in the sun, breathing in the flowers but I was so hungry to see what was beyond those couple of feet we had managed to crawl.

I got out their a few times to run that summer, I hit dead ends a couple times, ran out of daylight a few times...I just haven’t known enough about where I was going to get the the elusive bus that makes it ‘the bus loop’. And that’s ok. I’ve known there would be a time I’d get there. The destination isn’t the thing anyway right?

Yesterday the clouds were hovering over the mountains dark and full of rain. We needed to get out before those things stole the sun from us AGAIN this spring. The Bus is on the other side of town from us now so we don’t venture out there very often anymore but we decided to take a gamble on it this time.

And I kept thinking ‘some things stay the same’ and also ‘everything changes’. Same place, same kids, same day, same feeling with the skies and the sun and the flowers and the sage in the air---and don’t forget the cows! They are all out now.


But we had a totally different experience. I have a crew now who works with me. They carry their own stuff, including themselves. They help make decisions. They walk at their own pace and we check in every so often. We have a call and response system if someone gets a bit too far ahead or behind and they are just out of sight. They know what they need on the trail to be successful...and i’ve learned that too. 

We went a long ways. I’m still not sure where the bus is--I think we could have made it there if we knew which trail to take in the spiderweb of trails out there. BUT who care?! Everyone was happy!! We were out for more than twice as long as we used to be able to hang with it---and everyone was smiling when we got done. It won’t always be like this I know. There are still some more disaster hikes to come our way. 

But I’m going to hold on the successes. The ones where we enjoyed it, and each other, and maybe got a little bit further down the trail than we did last time. (And also where I didn’t have to sing Old MacDonald or 5 little monkeys...or any other long repetitive children’s song that has pushed us to the end of so so so many hikes. That’s success as well.)

6 comments:

  1. Good job, Meem! So, ummm...what exactly is "the bus?" Is it an actual bus that somehow got stuck out in the wilderness?

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  2. cassie@mail.postmanllc.net

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  3. Có rất nhiều chị em lo lắng và đặt ra câu hỏi Viêm lộ tuyến cổ tử cung là gì và biểu hiện của nó ra sao? Các bác sĩ phụ khoa cho rằng, khi bị viễm nhiễm lộ tuyến cổ tử cung, chị em sẽ thấy Khí hư ra nhiều bất thường và có màu sắc lạ mà điển hình là màu trắng, nhớt. Tùy vào nguyên nhân mà độ loét, màu dịch đôi lúc sẽ có sự khác nhau. Dịch đôi lúc có trắng, cũng có thể xuất hiện dịch nhớt màu vàng, dinh dính, đôi lúc có chút màu máu. Bên cạnh đó, do sự kích thích của dịch viêm nên vùng ngoài âm đạo bị sưng màu đỏ, ngứa ngáy thậm chí bị lở loét.

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  4. In Belgrade we have many many busses and very little metro trains

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