A Gifted Companion: The Unforgettable Journey with Jake
Everyone needs a Jake.
I confess. I quietly hoped or leaned towards wishing he wouldn’t come. Now, I’m beyond thrilled that he did.
A mutual friend introduced us about 6 months ago. We talked a few times on WhatsApp. We met face to face for the first time in Canterbury at 11 pm, 6 hours before we took off. We’ve been together every day since.
Jake was born into a hippie commune. No kidding. He’s met his father only once, when he was in his late teens.
He’s 50 now and will turn 51 on July 4th.
Jake has been to 140 countries. He’s worked on Mercy Ships. Lived in Africa for 4 years, and, and …
He’s is ridiculously resourceful, has an absolute can-do spirit. He’s a very strong walker, has a prodigious memory, and if we are playing Trivial Pursuit, he’s on my team!!
When we walk, he consistently looks back to see if I’m okay. He’s quick to lend a shoulder, literally, if I need help standing to clean out my shoe or something similar.
He’s able to work while traveling and has his hands in a LOT of ventures. He does very well for himself but is equally unpretentious.
I love my two boys (my daughter, too, of course) but if I could claim a 3rd son, I’d want Jake. He’s a gift. I couldn’t imagine this pilgrimage without him.
Everyone needs a Jake, but you can’t have mine.
