After 3 days in Southern California and a day in the high desert of Cali I had no idea I would fall in love with a piece of that states earth.
But I did.
As we drove out of the park I was already dreaming of returning. I have never felt so much a part of nature as I did while walking, sleeping and looking around Yosemite Valley. The valley is 7 miles long by 1 mile wide with granite walls that enclose a towering forest of ponderosa pine trees. Trees, rock, water, dirt and my man- ah.... my heart skips a few beats just typing that.
I returned home refreshed and renewed, ready to face the day to day challenges of living life, parenting, working and doing youth ministry.
Today I began a volunteer job I had felt called to do since the beginning of the summer, I think somewhere I had convinced myself I'd not have time or be good at it- yet somehow when I started it today I knew neither was true.
I've been home 3 full days and am still amazed at the beauty in those California mountains; I plan to go back and hike the mighty half dome for my 40th birthday.
I can't wait- 40 will be here sooner than I realize and Lord willing I will send pictures from the top of that grand piece of granite; funny a girl from Maine, claiming some part of home in the Granite State of NH would rediscover her love of the mountains, rocks and streams in the Sierra Nevadas of the west.