(Not) Walking the Camino: Day 30
Welp, she came home. Everyone who bet she’d keep walking, pay up.
Today is also what would have been my brother’s birthday, so we will have a double celebration tonight.
(Last night, Dad and my sister and I drank to him, and Celeste broke out her photo album. Let me humiliate myself with these from summer camp.)
And so, Amanda’s all done walkin’ . . . for now. She’ll sleep the well-deserved sleep of a rock, and I no longer have any need for the pillow-wife. That may sound callous, but a clean break is the best way to end things.
It’s not you, it’s me, pillow-wife.
Thus endeth the blog. May all your journeys be smooth ones, and your endeavors full of fruit.