I can’t remember the last time it was just me and my sister on a trip. The time that comes to mind is autumn 1996, about seven months after I had moved to Colorado. She visited me and we took some day trips to my new favorite places in my new home state. So, here we…
As a 23-year-old female with a full-time job, graduate of university, and fresh out of a nearly six year relationship; I realized that I needed to live, explore and do some self-discovering. So long had I been part of “we”. It was what was comfortable and familiar to me. As my relationship came to…
Shit! Crap, crap, crap! My first trip abroad and I’m going to miss my connection, I thought as I rode the shuttle from the plane to the terminal at Charles de Gaulle in Paris. I kept looking at my watch, wanting time to stand still, but the bus to keep moving – faster! I was on my…
It’s been 6 months since my mom passed away. Sometimes it feels longer. It seems like so long since I have seen her dimpled smile, heard the sound of her voice, felt the warmth of her touch. Yet, in some ways it feels like yesterday that I was with her as she took her…
“This is ho-o-o-ome. Ho-o-o-ome.” My friend, Jenny, who has a lovely voice, is singing along with Sheryl Crow. Yes, this is home, I think as we drive through the winding mountain roads on our way back to Golden. It’s a gorgeous early autumn day and I’m visiting. I used to live here, in Colorado.…
“Gotta stop to breathe,” I yelled to my friend, Julie. Holy shit! I forgot how the altitude affects your breathing. I forgot how difficult even an ‘easy’ 14er can be. A 14er is a 14,000 foot mountain. There are officially 53 of them in Colorado, a state I lived in for 15 years. I…
