Will I someday become jaded to the beauty? Will I ignore the brilliant blues and greens that typify a British Columbia summer? Will I forget to breathe in the glory that is fresh mountain air? Will I see yet another mountain range and ignore it’s intricate design? Will I summit a peak and turn away,…
One year ago (almost exactly), I was emerging from my six weeks of hospitalization and embracing the beauty of life renewed after so many days of illness and so many surgeries and so many questions and so many doctors. In the aftermath of The Summer of Hospitals, my goal for Summer 2015 has been to…
Today is a gray day. Perfect for sitting on the couch, sipping tea, writing; all the better for remembering the fun of hiking Elk Mountain earlier this summer. After the sweat-dripping, muscle-burning, lung-bursting climb up the never-ending-hill, we sat at the peak and gazed in awe across the Fraser Valley, down to Cultus Lake, out…
I went camping. Nay, I went camping for the first time. I mean, I slept in a tent in Uganda (but that was out of desperation: the house we were supposed to sleep in was locked from the inside by a very deep sleeper on the night we arrived) and I slept in a tent at Cannon Beach (but during…
“Oh no! I can’t do this! It’s too hard!” The dark closed in, the warmth became suffocating, the loneliness was too much. Curled into the pocket that had been forced upon her, she shivered against the harsh conditions that had become home. She wanted company, she wanted help. She needed strength. She had none. “I…
We meandered through the Fraser Valley as the sun set behind us. We drove through the Coquihalla Pass and stopped at the summit among the snow. We climbed into the Canadian Rockies, leaving me breathless. We circled Calgary. We watch the plains of Alberta whiz by …very, very, very slowly. We made it to Edmonton…
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