A worn path

Hello there...

I just finish reading a story and I just had to share it with you. It's about an old lady who is making a long trip to town she pass through Forrest, hills, lands and she encountered animals, imaginary people (trick of old age I think) she was frail, fragile and she could barely tie her own shoes. She has an umbrella as a cane. Her dress got caught in bushes but she managed to take it out without any torn. She was imagining a boy bringing her cake I guess that shows how famished she is.By the way her name is Phoenix a very powerful name. she wanted to get to town despite everything. She got run over by a big black dog but she couldn't get up on her own so a hunter came by and help her up with his dog. The hunter was not nice he mainly spoke to her about her age and kept calling her granny, he told her to go home. But who is he to tell her to go home after she came all this way? but she told him that she had to get to town a...it was far and the hunter laugh, pointed his gun at her playfully and he sent his dog to chase the black dog. She walked away and kept walking until she got to town. She was going into a building so she asked a shop lady to help her tie her shoes. She did not want to be under dress! Anyways I love that she is thinking that way. She got in the building and it is a hospital. she came to get a medicine for her grandson who has throat problem I think he has lye poisoning. When she came a nurse recognized her and ask her for her grandson...she took a while to answer. The lady was asking her if he was dead but she said no he was still sick. The lady got her the medicine she came for as a charity case because it was Christmas (see why I like Christmas people are nice around that time) and the guy by the door gave her a nickel so she is going by the store to get her grandson a present with the medicine...

she was so happy that she got the medicine and the money to get her grandson a present. How wonderful is that? Love will allow someone to go through the extra mile. I am reading this and I am thinking about my grandmother and all the things she did for me. I am thinking about my mom and all the sacrifices she made to have me. Love is really something that can never be define. You'll never know how much someone love you because they just love you and that's all that there is. Love is everything. That's what makes the grandmother walk all the way to town for her grandson, to  spend all her money on a present for her grandson. I admire phoenix. She is not selfish nor is she waiting for something in return. She just do what she must do without looking back because she has love in her heart.