Loss’ is a small word, but with a very big meaning. To lose a person you love is to lose a part of yourself. My Father died 24th June 2011 leaving me to amble helplessly through an unchartered grieving process. Lost, without direction, I lived the next few months in a glaze of tears and darkness, but I knew that was not what he would have wanted. Never one to go under, I knew what he would suggest… A walk!
Drying my tears, I dug out my Asics and prepared to walk the Camino De Santiago. The 500 mile Way of St. James. This would be my tribute to the man who taught me how to take my first step. Each footstep would be walked in his memory and the memory of all those who have lost their lives to cancer.
This is my daily diary of the fun and laughter, the tears and pain. 24 days walking in northern Spain towards the end of the saddest year of my life. Arriving at the Santiago cobbles on the first anniversary of the day my Dad left us, to take his final “short stretch of the legs”.
I invite you to lace up your boots and walk The Way with me through every page and mile from the beautiful Cavehill in North Belfast to the stunning shores of Muxia in North Spain and everything in between. Climb the mountains I climbed. Meet the wonderful people I met. Sleep in the Albergues I slept. But most of all, enjoy this great Adventure. Buen Camino.
Carol Ann Creagh
Carol Ann Creagh is a mother of six, Ciara, Aisling, Sinead, James, Paul and Conor and is a grandmother to Jude.
A nurse by profession she has seven siblings and this is her second book, her first successful book was called Angels Under My Bed and was about her battle with breast cancer.