We finished our summer contract today.

I DID IT!

Life dealt me the ultimate blow.

Yet I finished my contract.

I was given all the time I needed to grieve. But that doesn’t pay the bills.

It takes strength to do this. It takes courage. It takes God.

But yeah. I did it. And I’m so proud of myself.

Packing up this weekend and preparing for the drive home with the man who taught me what love really looks like. Derek.

We will be driving through Canada and down through Montana most likely. It’ll be beautiful and memorable.

I have several books downloaded and a few podcasts marked. I have some new beads too. I can string beads while in the car.

But yeah. I DID IT!!!!

Yay me! Even if they didn’t celebrate me. I am.

Because not everyone could carry that heavy a grief and still be a decent human being.

I met some amazing people along the way. The last couple trips especially. It was as if I was being rewarded for showing up.

One group of women were widows. So they travel together. A few days later when my family was visiting, we were at Kenai Fjords and I heard my name. It was these women! I felt like a celebrity. It felt nice to be appreciated.

Back to packing up. The leaves are falling abundantly here and I could watch them forever.

Denver, we will see you soon! ❤️