On Friday, I remember a single moment from the past week.
The most unusual Christmas gift I received this year was from my older daughter who thought that since my 84-year-old bones can’t handle much walking any more, I would enjoy a cane that commemorated all of the walking I’ve done in the past in some beautiful, wonderful places – most of them with her at my side. She found just what she wanted at an antique store in Lebanon, Ohio – a vintage cane with metal tags commemorating hikes the owner had made. It so happened they were tags from German places which we had visited over 25 years ago. She bought a few more tags on eBay and I have a good start on a cane that reflects some of our trips: Berchtesgaden, Herrenchiemsee, Schloss Neuschwanstein, Innsbruck, Salzburg, Indiana, Monticello, Gettysburg, Antietam, and Gateway Arch – St. Louis.
I love the worn and well-used look of the cane right on down to the tip.
I know more tags will be added – we haven’t even touched on Ireland and Switzerland yet, not to mention numerous places in the U.S. I might need another cane.
The walking cane will have a treasured place by the fireplace where I can see it every day and think of all of the memorable walking I’ve done in my life.