I'm writing this Sunday night sitting at home. Thursday and Friday were rough. Leaving people you have grown to care about after 3 months is hard enough. Not knowing where you are going from here makes it near impossible. Friday morning I drove to Alaska State Fair in Palmer hoping a 93 lb cabbage would make me feel better about myself. The fair was cool, a bit small, but I needed something more.
When I got to Alaska in May, I wanted to climb this Peak, I had problems getting up the first leg of the trail so I quit. Driving back from Palmer, I heard the voices of all the great people who pushed me this summer. Tom, Joanna, Kendra, Steve, Ben, I thank you. I got to Flat Top Peak and realized I have come so far this year, but I'm still out of shape. I wanted to quit at least 6 times on the way up, yet i kept hearing you guys telling me to suck it up and keep going. I reached the peak after a long ass time and I admit I had tears of joy. I don't think I could have ever done something like that. I still have doubts of the future, but if I could reach a peak, I can find a way to succeed.
Plane ride home was nice. Weather in Chicago was beautiful. Spent first day back going to a party saying goodbye to my great friend Jen. I'm done with goodbyes for a while. My puppy missed me.
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