I was supposed to be on a pilgrimage to Chimayo, NM, but God had different plans. I was re-directed to a pilgrimage to taking care of my mom who had open heart surgery (successfully) in Portland, OR. She now has a cow valve helping her heart work far better. I was with her in the hospital and in her home.
Then I raced home to watch my son take his role in the ritual of high school graduation...another pilgrimage.
Life IS a pilgrimage.