AT 13 - 8th April (109.4)

 Meltdown. 

You might have read between the lines of AT12 that I was emotional. The AT strips you down to nothing. It pulls away the scaffolding you put up around your life at home. It takes away the crutches you use to survive. It rips off the plaster we tray and repair the cuts of life. It puts the knife in the open wounds and turns slowly. It’s like your mother gave birth to you in the Forrest and cut the cord and left you to survive. You’re a piece of dirt in a wilderness of dirt. It swallows you up. 

The 16 miles was too much, my physical heart told me so. I was exhausted and emotional drained. Then the emotion of grandkids kicked in and I just cried and cried. 

The 8 mile walk to Winding stairs gap  was easy on paper but it was wet wet wet. Tent was wet, everything was wet. Got there too early for the lift so really froze up. My YL friends from NC came and collected us. Stephen and Robin and the Moores collected 3 drowned rats from the trail and brought us to a brewery for food and drink. 

These guys were a saviour. 

Got a room in Sapphire Inn. A real bed!!! I was feeling so tired and sick I went to bed early. Slept well. Meeting Viv tomorrow. 

Getting to go to church for Easter.

Hallelujah, Christ has risen.