Sometimes my mind flashes back to the trail and brings with it different emotions. I remember some details so well and others are foggy. I am afraid of some aspects of the trail and when I think of even getting close to an edge I cringe. I'm grateful we were together on very challenging weeks. Some flashbacks are scary and others are sacred. I'm certain you can relate. Today I'm grateful for when you took my hand because I kept looking back so I could see you. You walked up, took my hand and led me the rest of the way to Adam and the fire. Another sacred flashback for me was when we were the only ones awake and by the fire. We didn't say much at all. You warmed hot rocks and cooked me mac daddy. I haven't tasted anything so good. We just sat by each other. Didn't say a word. These flashbacks hold a lot of meaning to me. They make the other flashbacks not as scary. I'm grateful Aly, for the peace you gave me even when you were having a battle of your own. A battle that was difficult that was hard for others to see but so real and so scary. Like the name I gifted you, you bring warmth and comfort just like firelight when all around you is dark.
I'll never forget When Seth gave me a blessing telling me that Angels were there. I have no doubt that you were one of them. I never would have left that creek if you wouldn't have been there. Not willingly anyway. So today I'm grateful for those flashbacks that are sacred. Grateful those memories are with you. You will always be the trailwalker I admire and trust. I'm grateful for those sacred times that weren't easy.... That only you, me, and God understands.
