How can one condense a month, five hundred miles walked with all worldly possessions now strapped to ones back; mere words sister cannot begin to explain how proud I felt carrying the rosary you gave me on my backpack. And to think it arrived just a mere two days before my departure to Madrid,Spain.
Thank you for this beautiful gift however, know that now that the rosary has walked the entire Camino de Santiago, and even to Finisterre, the rosary is now ready to be returned to you with all the magical energy and spirits of the Camino.
I now write these words with continued loving tears flowing from within me. These emotions flow from deep within me like the very country of our long ago distant past relatives.
“How one deals with the death of a loved one is a highly personalized affair.
Some people weep for days; others take a hike in the woods or count rosary beads.”
– D Brinkley
Me, I chose to take a little walk across Spain.
Your oldest brother.