Orange

This morning was another great walking day. I guess September is the perfect time to take a walk. Like yesterday there was a nice breeze, but unlike yesterday there were less cars so I didn't have to deal with noise pollution.

I took my usual path but today nature did not grab my attention. Instead the color orange got me today. As I was walking I could see an elderly Indian woman in her orange Sari (thank you Google) walking on the other side of the street. She walked in a far quicker pace than me but her face summed up the whole reason why I began walking. Not to get into shape (though I need to), not to be nosy and see what the neighbors are doing, instead it's to gain that face. She seemed at peace, she seemed to appreciate each step she took. Unlike the faces of defeat I saw yesterday, in her face I saw victory. The control of each step, the look of joy as she looked ahead.

I do not want to wait until then to appreciate each step ahead. Although I'm young, none of us know how long we have on this earth and hopping to wait until retirement to appreciate each step is foolish. So I will keep walking and shed my face of defeat for one of victory.