The picture of someone using stepping stones to cross a river reminds me of myself!I have rarely "stepped out" of my comfort zone preferring to rely on my own wits and knowledge. Then came alzheimer's!Like the person in the picture I am walking out or over a place I have never been before! "Where am I going and why?" I ask myself quite often. When I was much younger the important part of any trip was the destination. Now I realise that the journey. the walk is also and maybe more important.
The picture takes place on a good weather day in a park! He is going! Which is very important to me. He is going, I presume to the other side of the lake. I believe he will get there! He seems calm and well balanced and is looking to get "there". The only thing for sure is that he will cross back again to where he started! Let's call him "the wanderer". Like in that song I/we sang so very long ago? "I love to go a wandering!.. The weather seems ideal, blue skies and clouds seem to be reflected in the water! I cannot be sure, or even guess how he feels..except for relaxed! I hear the special sound of quiet! I used to fill my surroundings with noise like the radio or the TV. Now I notice and know the sweet sound of qui