It has been 13 years since my husband and I walked the Camino de Santiago de Compostela after losing our youngest son, Gus, to cancer at the age of 10. In retrospect, I am not entirely sure what compelled us to want to walk the Camino at all. We realized we suddenly had the “time” to walk the Camino and it felt necessary. We ended our Camino by leaving one of Gus’ favorite tennis shoes at the furthest edge of the cliff we could reach. Had we not embarked on the Camino 13 years ago, we could not “walk” like we do now.