Having a broken foot doesn’t mean you have to stop enjoying the fun things in life. Yesterday, my friend drove me up to a beautiful spot on Richmond Hill. She brought blankets and cushions. It was a beautiful cold and sunny Sunday and we enjoyed sitting on a bench overlooking the Thames and just being there and experiencing the “Now”.
For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin – real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way. Something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.
~ Father Alfred D’Souza