I know, I know, I’m preaching to the choir here, we ALL want to get away, we all want to disappear into some far off place right now. COVID has snuck in and so drastically changed the landscape of our lives, it’s hard feeling anything other than landlocked and a bit cabin fever-y. What I do know is this: There’s hope on the horizon, and I firmly believe that the world’s gonna open again, that we’re going to remember our feet and find our wings and land on some distant shores before too long. The wonderful thing is, when we finally do, we’ll never again take it for granted. At least I won’t, not ever, ever again.
Cast me to the wind,
let me land where it takes me.
I am tired of here.
After the events in my life in 2020, there is so much I will never take for granted again. After a very serious knee injury early this year, I'm looking forward to hiking in the Beartooth Mountains of Montana again someday. ❤