"I grew up in a small town where it was possible to walk or ride your bike to get around. Even in college, a car was rarely needed. Over the years, I’ve grown increasingly frustrated with urban living which requires a car to accomplish even the shortest errand. I don’t like feeling trapped in my subdivision. So when Pittsfield Township constructed a walk/bike path at the entrance of our sub, I was thrilled to venture out a few miles without my car. I walk the path in the morning. Phil and I ride our bikes in the evening. My morning walk has become an anticipated pleasure. It feels great to get outside at the start of the day. I listen to podcasts on my iPod, starting with the preaching of Alistair Begg or the teaching of R.C. Sproul, then tune in the latest scrapbooking discussion on the Paperclipping Roundtable. I walk a couple miles and return home hungry for breakfast and ready for a shower. I love this morning routine that gets me on the right path for the day."
I like writing about the literal path I walk every morning and how that figuratively sets me on the right path for my day. I added this embellishment as a reminder that life is a path we travel.
Is there anything in your everyday life that is a simple pleasure, yet also has come to have deeper meaning? Could you put that into photos + words and add it to your scrapbook story?