Staying On Hope

After a two and a half week Vacation from walking from Alabama to Dallas Texas I am heading back to Wells. I should be there today where I need to re-inflate the World and at the very least do some patching and glue where the patches have separated from storage in the rear of the van. My reason for stopping is because my son was, for lack of a better word, lost. He came out of the "woods" and, I hope, he can keep the healing going for the few weeks it will take me to finish this goal. I left Louisville Kentucky yesterday morning and as the sun set I pulled off the expressway and had a good nights sleep in the van in Hope, Arkansas. It was the best sleep I have had since this "lost in the Woods" chapter began. My boy (my son) is doing better everyday. I'm staying on hope he has not done much permanent damage.
On my last minutes of walking in Texas I met a man. His son had seen me rolling the World toward Wells, he had to come see what I was doing this for. When I told him I was hoping to spread the word about diabetes, how walking or some form of exercise can help he, with a shocked look, said he had just started on medication, shots and pills, for diabetes. " Will walking really help?". From the first person I spoke to in Alabama to the last man in Texas, I hope...