The warmth of the sagebrush and Wyoming sun welcomed me back home, and I let the summer air embrace me.
Pancho’s advice to me: Keep climbing, brush your teeth before bed at night, reach out to people you love for support and friendship, and build healthy habits. I could start simple, and keep practicing gratitude every day for even the smallest of things, the things I lived without for four weeks.
We could all do a lot of those things…
It’s hot back in Colorado, where I’ll spend the rest of the summer before deciding whether or not I’ll stay. I don’t know what happens next. Still unsure as to where to start, I do know that both nature and time heal wounds we don’t always see. This is just like a climb. You go through it, step by step by starting with the first one—put one part together, and then the next, and then the next. Before you know it, you have an entirely new story. I’m rewriting this chapter.