He ran ahead, stopping for joy upon finding something fascinating. Little things were all it took: a spider web, a cool little rock, or just the excitement of being out in the woods. I couldn’t keep up with him, but that overwhelming enthusiasm could warm my heart from a distance. He wouldn’t get far before stopping and letting the rest of us catch up. I am certain his excitement and joy could have kept him going non-stop to the top without getting tuckered out. Unfortunately, one mile of switchback trails up the side of a cliff was too much for the rest of us. When we decided to turn around after about ¼ of a mile, you could see the disappointment on his face. He didn’t complain or express his feelings, but I could tell. Next time, I would have to make sure we made it to the top of the waterfall.

That bubbly enthusiasm was back as soon as the first spray from the waterfall hit him on the way back down. Oh, to be young again and get so much energy and enjoyment from the discovery of the world. Time has taken its toll on me. I can’t even remember having that much energy. Yes, mother nature invigorates me, but I can only dream of having that much. I’ve learned to take some of the excess energy and joy from the young. It has gotten me through some tough times. There are moments when I wish I still could experience life that way, but I can’t really say my current approach is bad. It is just different.

A slower pace and better understanding of things allow me a deeper appreciation of the beauty around me. Stopping to take in the view can sometimes be motivated more by my body than the view. However, once resting, the beauty is all-encompassing. Sometimes I even get to see an animal as I take in the scene around me. Age and youth. Impairment and Healthy. These things separate us, but we both find pleasure in a simple walk through the woods.