Walking

 

When I walk, I think …. a lot. 

It was raining this morning; my sneakers were wet through and my old blue umbrella is so old it is hard to keep open.  

I was stopped at a corner waiting for the traffic light to change and the words “loyalty and love” came to mind.  

It occurred to me there is a difference between love and loyalty.  

Loyalties change. 

Love does not. 

Loyalty revises and grows one way or the other. 

Love encompasses like water. 

Loyalty is written in duty, warps and melds and shift.  

Love is a blanket wrapping us warm and safe.  

Lost in thought I didn’t notice the traffic light changed two times. I laughed to myself and noticed a woman watching me to see if I was OK. I crossed the street.  

Still raining. I walked my usual mile to and from home and landed back in my apartment wet and barely able to close my old blue umbrella.  

Boiled a cup of tea and quietly examined where my loyalty lies and whom I really love. 

Georgia