No turning back…

This fall I was fortunate to have the opportunity to venture to Italy.  After being hit by an SUV last year when I was biking(more in another blog), I called it my “65 & Glad to Be Alive” tour.

When traveling, I enjoy touring around the back roads & staying at agriturismos(farm B&Bs) so as to more fully experience what’s touted as a healthy Mediterranean lifestyle.  Fortunate for me, I now have my faithful GPS companion James.  

Venturing through one of Italy’s noteworthy hill towns, I responded to Jame’s prodding to reverse course by going down an alley.  As the alley got narrower & narrower, I stopped so I could turn the mirrors in figuring every inch mattered especially as I approached a jog in the alley.  At that time I passed a woman standing in her doorway giving me a look that reflected the fact that seeing a car pass by was somewhat of a novelty.  

It was a real test for my deodorant; however, I had made up my mind that there was no way I was going back.  I was so relieved when finally the alley opened up to a street.   I paused to reflect & offer up a prayer of gratitude…

It occurred to me that I have often lived my life via the “rear view mirror” looking back when to live fully requires that we proceed forward; hopefully, propelled by our past experiences…

Onward James…