grateful

breathing in the fresh mountain air this weekend, letting my lungs fill and empty.

you can find me somewhere in the mountains hiking or biking, or standing completely still to listen to the sounds of earth.

often times these savoring and memorable trips leave me reflecting.

to go from where I was born, Wichita, Kansas in a home of violence, rape, and secrecy to some smaller towns in Kansas, being in foster care and aging out, to then Switzerland.

never in my life did I think I’d get to explore other parts of the world.

i am so so grateful.

the muse of nature whispering sweet everythings, reminding us to live our life so fully!!!