Today I have walked 10 fairly gruelling miles in the company of the very funny Trousers. And when I had the breath I spent the day laughing.
We walked in the Goyt Valley in the Peak Park, we set off to climb up this hill to a place called Shining Tor, but I found it to tough going, so we went back down the hill and walked round Erwood reservoir. Which was still up and down dale but not quite so horrendous.The weather was very blowy and wet, but it didn't matter, we just got on with it.
The scenery was astonishing despite the terrible weather, the colours of autumn just wonderful. The sort of walk that just makes you glad to be alive.
My little sister has just text me telling me she's sad, and for a moment I had to think why she would be. Today is the anniversary of my Dad's death, he died 5 years ago.
And today I didn't have time to get sad, or want to be sad. The last few weeks have exhausted me emotionally, and I'm just so pleased to have had the day to appreciate my surroundings, and the company, and to feel despite it being Dad's anniversary that it's ok to feel good. Cause I don't think he'd mind one bit. I think he'd just be amazed as to where I am on my journey compared to five years ago. And be proud of what I've achieved and coped with.
So I'm going to treat myself to an Amaretto on the rocks and say cheers to my Dad and say thank you to him for being the Dad he was, and for the years I had him in my life.
