So three weeks in to my journey, up and down the country, to self discovery and what have I learnt so far?
1) I can’t read maps!
I went walking through the moors around Mary Tavy. I walked down the lane, through a woodland, crossed the river Tavy, along some more woodland, through a few fields all good so far as the arrows on posts pointed me in the right direction – I then came up to the next field but no direction marker, I could see this field had an exit in each corner, which should I take? So out came the trusty map. I found where I thought I was and walked towards the far end – trying to avoid stepping in the sheep dung but realising it was futile. At the next gate still no directional marker, out came the map again. I realised that when looking previously I’d forgotten I’d crossed the river so was looking at a field on the wrong side. On the map I found the only place marked for a crossing the river then followed my way through the Fields I had crossed. Perfect. I’ve found where I am. Peter Tavy Church should be across the next field. But it wasn’t! Either someone picked the church up and moved it about 2 miles away, to where I can see a church in the far distance, or I wasn’t in the field I thought was in! Feeling rather hot, with sheep …. dung up to my calf’s I decided it was best to retrace my steps back, while I could remember them, rather than continue forward.
2) I’m more of a pampered princess and less self sufficient than I thought.
– living in a large town on the outskirts of London I’m used to being able to go to the shops and find pretty much anything I want. We have good water pressure so the shower is powerful enough to wash the shampoo out quickly. I can always get phone and internet signal so my loved ones are only ever a click away or a short walk/drive away from a visit.
With these things being limited so far on this journey, I’ve realised how important these things are too me and how much I take them for granted. I’m lucky to have amazing friends and family. Warmth food in my stomach a roof over my head. I still have these things while I’m traveling yet I’m moaning they are not at the click of a finger as they were before I left.
Shock horror, if I want things I have to be organised and think when and where to get them. I might have to drive around for a while to get a phone or internet signal. If I forget something at the shop I can’t just ask my daughter to pick it up for me on her way out. And if I get upset I need to sort myself out and rely on someone to give me a hug to make me feel better.
I know I’m fortunate and I can go home to get all of these things easily (all be it a 5 hour drive away). Some people aren’t that lucky. I need to stop whining appreciate what I have more.
3) I can do more than I thought.
If I have people around to support me I allow my fears to have a voice. On my own I either let them speak and do nothing with my journey, or I shout them out and go for it. My fear of falling is slowly edging away, sometimes I can’t even hear the “be careful you’ll fall” voices in my head, especially when the scenery is so beautiful and I’m wanting to capture a photo – don’t worry Mum I’m still being careful just no longer fearful.
Had I have been at home a few weeks ago when my beautiful Louis passed away I probably would have fallen apart. But with no one to pick me up I had to deal with it- yes I was upset and cried, a lot, but I dealt with it.
4) I’m still completely useless with technology.
Dispute my daughter going through with me how to use my new laptop I still can’t get the darn thing to work! – so things never change, lol
5) This UK is a beautiful county
Although I’m not surprised by this finding. We are lucky to live in this glorious diverse land. Luscious green landscape, trees and plants in all shapes and sizes. Dramatic grey stone cliffs, golden sandy beaches, shingle coastlines all steeped in a rich history.
People tell me I’m brave taking this journey, I say I’m privileged 🌺
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