I feel like I can handle adversity, and although it may knock me down, I won’t stay there. That strength gives me confidence that I can respond to the challenges life brings. It leaves me feeling somewhat confident and relaxed.
The phrase “Go to Your Strengths Athlete” came to me in the book “Momentum” . . . . . written by Mark Bravo
“Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are” Arthur Golden
I’ve ran, jogged and walked many miles on single track. Sometimes it was smooth and didn’t take much work to stay upright. Other times their were lots of roots and rocks on the trail and limbs hanging down. If I remained steadfast, things went mostly good, no falls, no cuts or bruises on my head. If I ran by chance, I fell often.
I think I began following his Facebook page in 2012. Steve told me he is currently crossing America for the ninth time, on foot. The message is “Love Life” I drove from mom’s house in Roberta to Thomasville, Georgia to speak with him today. We have talked more times on the phone than I could count. I enjoyed the time with my friend.
U.S.Highway 84, near Thomasville, Georgia
The first I knew of Monument Valley was while watching the 1994 release of the movie “Forrest Gump”
I knew the day would come that I would take the picture below. It became a dream to get there.
U.S.Highway 163 in southeast Utah
In the movie, Mr. Gump would end his 3 year, 2 month, 14 day and 16 hour run, at this spot.
to keep going, Keep Going
“People tell you the world looks a certain way. Parents tell you how to think. Schools tell you how to think. TV. Religion. And then at a certain point, if you’re lucky, you realize you can make up your own mind. Nobody sets the rules but you. You can design your own life.” Carrie-Anne Moss
Some closure is needed. Some things need to be final. The numbers no longer matter to me, but recording what has occurred does. The final tally will be purposely low. These numbers will remain as put down on this day, August 12th, 2017. The mission was to raise awareness concerning alzheimer’s disease.
- over 5 years
- over 15,000 miles on foot
- over 20,000 miles in a car
- 16 states
- over $35,000.00 raised for the Alzheimer’s Association
- over 50 television interviews
- over 100 newspaper interviews
- over 20 radio interviews
- 6 magazine articles
- over 3000 bracelets or cards given out with the 24/7 Helpline phone number on them
- visited over 50 senior residence facilitis and met with patients, staff and family members
- visited 4 alzheimer’s research centers
- spoke with over 15 research scientists
- visited over 20 Alzheimer’s Association Chapters
- met over 75 Alzheimer’s Association staff members
- attended 8 Walk to End Alzheimer’s events
- I have no idea how many caregivers I met or how many alzheimer’s patients. There were many of both.
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The Epic Journey is over as of today, August 12th, 2017. My personal Facebook page will become just that. My blog will be used to write what I feel inspired to record. Twitter will be used in the same manner as the blog and will not automatically post into Facebook. The Across the Land page will remain operational and used sparingly.
The failures on the Epic Journey were mine, but the successes were ours.
I would never begin to thank anyone by name for fear of forgetting someone. I will say “Thank You” to everyone that helped.
My favorite Bible verse for the Journey was . . . “I can do all things through Christ, whom strengthens me.” Phillipians 4:13
My favorite quote for the Journey was . . . When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me‘ Erma Bombeck
My “Epic Journey” is over.
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“The beautiful Journey of today can only begin when we learn to let go of yesterday.” Steve Maraboli
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P.S. entered 11:28 am on August 13th, 2017
Sometimes we start an Epic Journey for one reason, but God has other plans.
This Journey was to tell caregivers that people care. It was to tell them of a way to reach out for help, and that they are not alone. It was to tell whomever would listen, a little bit about having alzheimer’s or of being a caregiver. It was to tell folks in our senior residence facilities thanks. It was to remind folks that lawmakers hold the purse strings that contain money for research. It was to express thanks to folks that helped send these messages. It was about thanking God for life.
Every time the phrase “homeless Veteran” comes up, a helpless feeling comes upon me. It brings back memories of Ronnie and of folks in 2013. So many stories. They looked so tired and most of them were Army or Marine Veterans, of Vietnam. Some sat and we talked. I pray and donate. It doesn’t feel like enough.
The thoughts are that a bunch of them have dementia. That’s hard to imagine.
A few homeless folks have received a meal and respect from me.
The least I can do right?
Being under fire, in 121 degree heat, over 7,000 miles from home.
“Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.”
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