The Wayfarer Blog

A Confession

First, a confession of sorts. When you write a blog like this, it is sometimes difficult to judge how much to reveal, not so much in terms of privacy, but more in terms of whether it is really useful or interesting information for your readers. In my last post, I posted a picture of a rose I took near my home, and I said, “No matter how cold it is, spring is coming.” But originally, I was going to write that when I took that picture, I was on my way to go have a walk, take some pictures, and go relax at a coffeeshop. It was my last day off, so I wanted to get out and enjoy the beautiful weather. But about a minute after I took the picture, my ankle starting hurting suddenly. It really worried me, so I gingerly made my way home.

I didn’t want to concern anyone, so I didn’t mention my leg. I wanted to wait until I knew it was ok, which it seems to be now. I spent the rest of the day resting. That was Friday. Yesterday, I started working again. My leg was a bit tight, but it didn’t give me too much trouble, but it was a bit stiff all day. Today, I went out for a walk, and it was fine. I think that lately, I have spent a lot of time sitting in positions that are make my leg tighten up. So I have to be sure to keep it loose. It is much better, but still not 100%. Obviously, it will be a while before it is completely back to normal, but by stretching and exercising it, I am helping the process along. The good news is that the weather is also very nice today, so I enjoyed walking this morning, and I think I will go out and run some errands and maybe even go have coffee today.

A Milestone

Yesterday, one of my best friends told me that he is going to get married. In Japan, getting married means turning in some paperwork. After it is completed, according to my understanding, you are married. Having a wedding ceremony or party is a different matter. Last night, I didn’t feel that well and I was tired, but when he asked me to come out and celebrate, I went. It turned out well. I had a good time, and it was nice to see him. And he asked me to be his best man. I was very honored to be asked. So, sometime in the future, I will go to Vancouver and be his best man. You see other guys doing it in movies and in real life, and then suddenly it is your turn. It is one of those things that, when it happens, you realize that you are a man are getting a bit older. It’s a milestone.

I don’t know. Perhaps neither of these events are that earth shattering, but sometimes the smallest things make the largest impression on your mind. As Rose Kennedy once said, “Life isn’t a matter of milestones, but of moments.”