Call of the Camino

by Suzanne Redfearn

My eyes bulge, and he smiles wider, his warm canine-brown eyes wrinkling at the corners.

lol at this eye description. 😆

sleep. The Camino is so simple. Difficult but easy. Each day starts with promise and ends with satisfaction and a deep sense of fulfillment. I’m going to miss this shared, simple life, and the thought of leaving and going back to the hustle and bustle of New York City fills me with a certain sense of dread. I like the person I’ve become out here—easygoing, confident, at moments even bold—able to stand in front of a mountain, know it’s mine to climb, and certain I can do it. And while this newfound confidence feels unshakable, I worry that it’s not, and that I’ll return home and lose this wondrous new sense of myself and revert to the old, lesser me.

do. Time alone with yourself is a powerful thing, and some need more time than others to get acquainted with the person they’ve uncovered.

after? “The Camino has absorbed