Not necessarily true in all scenarios, but it’s a lovely thought–especially when it’s a text from the original Angel Boy.
Here’s the backstory:
I didn’t want to go the gym ‘cos it seems like everyone is sniffing, sneezing, or coughing, and I don’t want to get sick.
It was a beautiful sunny SoCal morning, so I thought it’d be fun to try out my new hiking boots, spend a few hours out in nature and soak up the new growth sage-y fragrance blooming after our recent rains.
It is a fact that I have hiked this hill at least a hundred times. It is also a fact that when I go solo, I get lost 100% of the time. I don’t know why or how it happens, but I start out with a solid plan and by the time a couple hours has passed, I’m all turned around and can’t figure out where I am, how I got there, or how to get out.
One time I was lost until dark. I wouldn’t call for help and stubbornly walked until civilization emerged. However, I was fully prepared to sleep with my coyote family if necessary.
I don’t panic anymore. In my head, I say, “Well, Princess, it looks like we’re lost again. Let’s just enjoy the journey.” And then I laugh crazily to myself.
True to form, I got lost. Knowing that my DIL added me to the tracking GPS on her phone, she could be counted on for support if I was in real danger.
I texted my son, “Guess what, I’m lost again.”
He texts back, “All roads lead to home.”
Which wasn’t really helpful in my current dilemma, but it was awfully prosaic of him. (And snarky.)
After a couple of hours wandering around in an aimless pattern, I spotted two young boys riding their bikes. I asked them if they could point me in the right direction to get back where I started. They very kindly did (super nice that they didn’t start laughing at me) and I proceeded to follow their accurate directions.
Love my new hiking shoes, loved the hike, but glad to be back at Casa de Enchanted Seashells.
Apparently, all of MY roads DO lead home. My Angel Boy is a genius.
Who can guess where I was? It’s embarrassing to admit how often I’m clueless up here.
I can see snow! It was hazy today but that’s definitely snow.
Bright red toyon berries.
Coyote scat and my awesome new hikers!
Power plant off in the distance.
New cairns have arisen.
I bet a lot of locals know where this is. Do YOU?
The eagle was sitting on that branch waiting for everyone to stop pointing at him so he could swoop down and take a better look at a huge dead fish that washed up on the shoreline.
Enchanted Seashells | Princess Rosebud 