Day 19

I’ve got my ticket for the long way round Two bottles of whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company I’m leaving tomorrow what do you say 

When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone You’re gonna miss me by my hair You’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone You’re gonna miss me by my walk You’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone 

I’ve got my ticket for the long way ’round
The one with the prettiest of views
It’s got mountains, it’s got rivers, it’s got sights to give you shivers But it sure would be prettier with you 

When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone Ou’re gonna miss me when I’m gone You’re gonna miss me by my walk You’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh 
Walking out of Santo Domingo 

I’ve talked a lot about missing people we meet in the Camino how they come in our lives for a short while and then they walk on or you walk on. And there is so much truth to it. 
But the other truth is that Lindsay and I are both missing family and friends back home. I missed my dad’s 94 birthday but through technology we were able to wish him a happy birthday and tell him how much we love him. 
I missed the Tour de Rock cycling event in Little Rock with all my friends but was able to enjoy the photos and celebrations through social media. And celebrate a job well done by my friend Alison and the TDR committee. 
I miss my my family and my puppies but know that soon Jim will be here to walk part of the Camino with us. And my puppies are being well taken care of by a dear friend. 
And so many others of you that I see and spend time with…on the journey we call life. 
I miss my church family and the work that we do. I didn’t realize how much until I was talking with my friend about my church. I told him about Worship, Sunday school, our book study group and then about the Sunday morning breakfast for the community and I teared up. I took my glasses off and wiped my eyes. And he said, “you miss them.” And I said, “yes, yes I do.” 
So…You are loved and missed…if I walked with you a short while or a long time. 
Thanks for going on this journey with me. Thanks for your notes of support and encouragement and love. 
Buen Camino. 

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