Ten more days after today. Mixed emotions are cropping up. We are stronger for all our walking and yet the walking takes its toll on our endurance. We are longing to enter Santiago and equally yearning to return to the life we know.
The walk was short to Villafranca, only 5-6 miles. It’s a town I know well. 4 years ago we had lunch at Don Nacho and I dined there two years ago. The food is memorable.
The dining room
Red peppers stuffed with cod
I even tried to replicate this dish at home. Not quite the same but a good effort.
It is a bittersweet time. All the goodness and all the hard work of walking are bound together tied by a ribbon of love of home and family. I wish I could express this better and I trust that you know what I mean.
I am me, a person with love for others, a passion to be creative, and a desire to be a cheerleader for others. I’m a wife, a mommy, and a grandma (you can call me by my grandma name “Lady M”).
I’m on a search to grow and connect more fully with God. I didn’t grow up particularly church, married a man who had, and we raised our three daughters in the church. I found a place to belong in the church and somehow discerned a call to go to seminary. I received a Masters of Arts and Religious Communication (MARC). I went on to become ordained as a deacon in the United Methodist Church and served in media ministry and Christian education. As clergy I found that I didn’t have a place to belong in the church so I left the United Methodist Church in 2010.
I still believe and I’m still on a quest to draw closer to God. And I’m going to walk the Camino de Santiago.
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