I often imagine myself, my daughter and my love on actual adventures. You know the kind where you’re wearing a silly but practical safari hat, some form of matching khaki pants with utility pockets you really, honestly need to use and yet…you fit right in. Or perhaps we’re on an adventure that finds our trio perched on the edge of a 2,000’ cliff and feeling so ridiculously grateful that existence, any form of it and especially ours, is a thing.
I want my eyes to view the beautiful line where the horizon bleeds heaven and earth as one and everything inside simply makes sense. [Read more…]