{"id":211,"date":"2010-09-06T21:33:33","date_gmt":"2010-09-06T21:33:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.katrinakenison.com\/2010\/09\/06\/walking-2\/"},"modified":"2010-09-06T21:33:33","modified_gmt":"2010-09-06T21:33:33","slug":"walking-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/walking-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Walking"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span class=\"full-image-float-left ssNonEditable\"><span><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"width: 400px;\" alt=\"\" src=\"\/storage\/IMG_4767.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1283808948025\" \/><\/span><\/span>\u201cWhat are you thinking?\u201d I asked Henry.<\/p>\n<p>We were taking a last hike before he heads back to college tomorrow, climbing up the back side of North Pack on a perfect early autumn morning.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, nothing much,\u201d was his reply.\u00a0 \u201cSometimes it\u2019s nice to just walk in the woods and not think about anything at all.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>My own mind, of course, was racing down the trail ahead of my feet, tumbling into the afternoon, considering what we would do for the rest of the day, what I should make for dinner, how we could make this last weekend of family togetherness feel special.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHenry is already a yogi,\u201d my yoga teacher said to me five or six years ago when she first met him.\u00a0 He had never done a downward dog; what she meant is that he is possessed of &#8212; was perhaps born with &#8212; the calm, the kind of inner quiet, that most of us spend years, and lots of time and energy, trying to achieve.\u00a0 When he walks in the woods, he just walks in the woods.\u00a0 Yesterday, as sunlight filtered through the trees and summer drew to a close, his companionable silence was the gentle reminder I needed to do the same.\u00a0 To let the thoughts and plans and voices in my head fall silent for a while, and to be fully present right where I was instead, taking a hike with my son.<\/p>\n<p>His plane leaves at 6:30 tomorrow morning. \u00a0As I type these words, he&#8217;s upstairs, packing the final load of his clean laundry into his suitcase. Tonight, we\u2019ll have an early meal, our last as a family til Christmas time. We&#8217;ll say what we&#8217;re feeling grateful for, chat at the table for a while, head to bed by ten.\u00a0 And in the darkness of dawn I\u2019ll hug him one last time and send him back into his other life.\u00a0 The good-byes are hard, still. \u00a0So I&#8217;m grateful for right now, for every moment that we are here under this roof together. \u00a0And I&#8217;m taking a cue from my son &#8212; not thinking about it all too much, \u00a0just paying attention.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cWhat are you thinking?\u201d I asked Henry. 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