Rock Cairn

As we were leaving North Mountain in the Sutter Buttes, Debbie and I impulsively decided to build a rock cairn. She said, didn't you tell me that three rocks mean to stay the course and four rocks mean a change in direction? Let's build one with four. So we veered off the path and quickly picked up rocks, and Debbie wisely said to choose a pointy one for the top. I asked her which direction it should point in, and she said back toward the mountain. And she pointed toward the now hidden mountain as I placed the fourth rock.

It's hard to change direction and face the unknown. Losing our jobs is difficult; losing meaningful work that has carried me forward through grief is painful.