A letter to… the woman I used to be

Dear Me! When I turned 40 in June 2013, I was told that “life begins at 40” at least forty times. Was this the initiating factor that sparked growth? Did it imprint a possibility for change on a cognitive level that I did not comprehend at that stage? Or is this a normal stage of […]

A letter to… the priest who signed my Compostela

Dear friend, It was New Year’s Eve, 2010. The close of the Holy Year and the final day of my short first camino.  I arrived in Santiago de Compostela at 3:15 p.m. with the door set to shut at 4:30 p.m. in preparation for the Mass and the ceremonies and the dignitaries with speeches. I […]

A letter to… Amy

Dear Amy, I really didn’t want to retire.  I loved being a teacher because it kept me feeling young when I was surrounded by teenagers all day.  I didn’t have time to think about getting older, and I carried on teaching until I was 69, just after you died.  Your funeral was amazing, the chapel […]

A letter to… my father – we’ve forgiven each other at last

Dear Dad, You weren’t with me on my Camino – and you’d been dead for some 20-odd years – but you were along for the walk all the same.   Trudging through Galicia in the rain, I felt the long,  painful slog that your life was.   Laughing with pretty women in cafes, I felt […]