I had a health scare. I was admitted to a local hospital overnight for some testing. It happened while my husband was having his own medical issue. We were hospitalized in two different hospitals in two different cities at the same time. We had great support from family and friends and we are both totally fine.
I’d like to interrupt this RV Travel Blog to share a bit of introspection on the concept of a “Path.” For the third time today, the word “Path” was used in conversation with me. Although this is a common word, and I probably hear it daily without thinking of it, today I heard “Path” three times before noon. It’s as though a quiet voice is whispering, “Pay attention.”
It’s cloudy, cool and breezy in Ohio. I am sitting on my deck huddled in a chair with my tablet on my lap and my dog at my exposed, blue-tinted feet. I am cold (but not freezing) and I should stop to put some socks on. But I don’t want disturb my groove. I am officially inspired. I hate to say it, but it’s been a while since I felt inspired to write.