Let's shake the shade
I know you've been tired
I'm rundown from running uphill
But when we reach that sunshine spot
We'll sit down and get to know each other again.
Sometimes I feel like my body is aching to just jump up and act on its own accord. I honestly wouldn't deny it. Right now, I'm running on impulse, and it feels fantastic!
The family and I took a trip to Trout River today. I learned a lot of things, and when I say a lot, I mean a lot. Not just about the place, but about my mother, and about myself. My mother and I never really had a close relationship, so she never really spoke to me about really personal things like her feelings. Well, as we're driving to Trout River, about an hour and a half away from my new home, she continues to tell me how this place will hold a special place in her heart... Because she met the love of her life there, and that, though she feels he was a missed opportunity, she shared the happiest days of her life there. So I walked into this town (for the second time), feeling a bit more spiritually connected. This man's mother still lived here, and since my aunt and uncle lived there for a good portion of their lives, with my mom going over to visit often, my grandpa and mother knew a few of the people still living in the town. They wandered off to find those people, so that's when my brother and I spotted, in the distance, a nice, large cliff we were determined to climb.
The pictures above are pretty self-explanatory. The view was absolutely breath-taking. There were a collection of cliffs along the shoreline that were made available for tourists to explore, so my brother and I took every inch of that right and milked it. We first stopped at a smaller cliff, checking over the edge to see what kind of view waited for us at the bottom. Crystalline ocean, crashing against aged rock, making that sound that could soothe anybody if you care to listen. I was surprised to find that him and I had spent moments, without knowing, standing there staring without a word or an exchange of glance. We were reminded of the remaining family waiting down at the little town below, and continued our trek over and upwards. Somewhere along a thin, undefined path, we were slightly cut off by a group of four wild sheep, grazing. They hardly paid us any mind, as we tiptoed past, moving towards the climb that would help us to reach our desired cliff.
When we finally reached the threshold - the visible paths ended, I found myself sinking to my knees, and taking a moment to sit and stare. I had never felt so overwhelmed before, by beauty and self-fulfillment. Somehow, I kind of feel like reaching that cliff was my way of reminding myself that I'm okay. And I felt it, 100% at that point.
The trek back, as always, was half the time, and my mother, grandpa and mother's love-of-her-life's mother were waiting for us on the boardwalk. We shared dinner at a sea-side restaurant and had conversation. This woman took a liking to me, and I to her. She was so friendly, and so kind - the kind of person you rarely find in this day and age. When she smiled, her eyes smiled with her, and you could tell that she was genuinely feeling and believing what she was saying, with every slurred, Newfie-accented word. I enjoyed myself thoroughly.
Now home, I suffer from extreme exhaustion, and slight nausea from a bit of a sunburn, but I still feel more refreshed than I have in a long while. I think I just might have found my secret renewal spot.
I know you've been tired
I'm rundown from running uphill
But when we reach that sunshine spot
We'll sit down and get to know each other again.
Sometimes I feel like my body is aching to just jump up and act on its own accord. I honestly wouldn't deny it. Right now, I'm running on impulse, and it feels fantastic!
The family and I took a trip to Trout River today. I learned a lot of things, and when I say a lot, I mean a lot. Not just about the place, but about my mother, and about myself. My mother and I never really had a close relationship, so she never really spoke to me about really personal things like her feelings. Well, as we're driving to Trout River, about an hour and a half away from my new home, she continues to tell me how this place will hold a special place in her heart... Because she met the love of her life there, and that, though she feels he was a missed opportunity, she shared the happiest days of her life there. So I walked into this town (for the second time), feeling a bit more spiritually connected. This man's mother still lived here, and since my aunt and uncle lived there for a good portion of their lives, with my mom going over to visit often, my grandpa and mother knew a few of the people still living in the town. They wandered off to find those people, so that's when my brother and I spotted, in the distance, a nice, large cliff we were determined to climb.
The pictures above are pretty self-explanatory. The view was absolutely breath-taking. There were a collection of cliffs along the shoreline that were made available for tourists to explore, so my brother and I took every inch of that right and milked it. We first stopped at a smaller cliff, checking over the edge to see what kind of view waited for us at the bottom. Crystalline ocean, crashing against aged rock, making that sound that could soothe anybody if you care to listen. I was surprised to find that him and I had spent moments, without knowing, standing there staring without a word or an exchange of glance. We were reminded of the remaining family waiting down at the little town below, and continued our trek over and upwards. Somewhere along a thin, undefined path, we were slightly cut off by a group of four wild sheep, grazing. They hardly paid us any mind, as we tiptoed past, moving towards the climb that would help us to reach our desired cliff.
When we finally reached the threshold - the visible paths ended, I found myself sinking to my knees, and taking a moment to sit and stare. I had never felt so overwhelmed before, by beauty and self-fulfillment. Somehow, I kind of feel like reaching that cliff was my way of reminding myself that I'm okay. And I felt it, 100% at that point.
The trek back, as always, was half the time, and my mother, grandpa and mother's love-of-her-life's mother were waiting for us on the boardwalk. We shared dinner at a sea-side restaurant and had conversation. This woman took a liking to me, and I to her. She was so friendly, and so kind - the kind of person you rarely find in this day and age. When she smiled, her eyes smiled with her, and you could tell that she was genuinely feeling and believing what she was saying, with every slurred, Newfie-accented word. I enjoyed myself thoroughly.
Now home, I suffer from extreme exhaustion, and slight nausea from a bit of a sunburn, but I still feel more refreshed than I have in a long while. I think I just might have found my secret renewal spot.
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