35 steps

My entire life I have walked the same path for years.  From the back door of my parent's house to Maw Maw and Paw Paw's back stoop.  Saturday I was walking this familiar path when it hit me at some point in time this path will cease to be walked.  The familiar steps to avoid a puddle, hole, or limb will end.  Maw Maw will no longer be there and my 35 steps will stop.  Who will be there?  So I started to think about the steps I have taken to their house for my entire life.  Big steps, little steps, quick running steps, or slow dragging steps.  Well, those steps have in a way directed the steps in my life.  Have directed my path.  Have made me who I am by who is a the final destination in both directions.  35 steps to Maw Maw and Paw Paw.... 35 steps back to Momma and Daddy.  All of whom have built me.  I think I will miss the leaves with pecans in the winter, the shade limbs in the summer, and the conversations of summer nights.  But who I am from the path I have walked will live regardless if the path disappears.