Today I am a hiker, but all nature did was remind me of the path I took to
get to this place.
About five years ago I was out in the desert hiking with my brother and
pulling my mother along. As we approached the oasis, my tuckered out, exhausted
mother turns to me and says, "I'm going to take the Serra Nevada hiking
class." I about died inside, but on the outside encouraged my mother
along. If you know my mother you know she always is cooking up the craziest
ideas, but what is even crazier is she always ALWAYS succeeds. I get my
tenacious spirit from her. And yes, I am lucky to have this powerhouse as my
permanent example of how to live life. In case you were wondering, we did make
it out of the desert, but the joke of her joining this club was not going to
end anytime soon.
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| the hike circa 2007 |
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Here I am now, staring down these enormous trees as I frolic in the wilderness
thinking of how much life has changed since that memory. My mom not only joined
the class, she met the most AMAZING man and they have been my favorite couple
for the last four years. ..Oh, and she has turned into quite the wilderness woman
hiking mountains like Mt. Whitney, kayaking in the San Diego Bay, and sailing
around Canada...
I too started dating (and married) my want-to-be wilderness man. He just
loves being outdoors and is too excited to play. (Insert puppy comment here).
But, I think I finally met his hyperactive nature adventurous counterpart- his
sister. As we hiked they climbed, slashed sticks, and made quite a ruckus, and
I was happy to enjoy every minute of it.
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| the hike circa today |
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