We reached Santiago, our goal. Although walking into the city held no emotions for me, it wasn’t until Andrew and I walked into the plaza, in front of the cathedral, that the enormity of the task hit me. The fact that I had completed the entire journey on foot and had my son there to be part of it certainly made me teary. I think it affected Andrew as well in his own way.
I wonder if we will have the same feeling of accomplishment when we reach heaven?