Little Miss and Papa Eck’ick have a tradition–almost every day they take a walk around town. Little Miss is now ‘tree’ (three and a half to be exact), but they’ve been going on walks since she–well–could walk. In fact, last Christmas her mom, Grandy, and I received a fold out, pocket-sized photobook of Little Miss on her walk.

One of the things that happened, especially early on, was they’d barely get out the door, and she’d say, “Up!”

Papa Eck’ick would shake his head and reply, “It’s a walk–not a carry.”

As I think of life as a walk, there are times where I’m like Little Miss. I don’t think I can keep going. I ask ‘Up!’ and am told, “It’s a walk–not a carry.”

This week, as you walk through life, remember, sometimes you’re stronger than you think you are. Keep trudging along. Soon you’ll arrive at the coffee shop where you can get a hot chocolate, or at the market where friends will give you hugs.