Fall Colors

Dillon Montana is cold this morning! It’s the last trip morning before heading home today. It’s a good thing because coffee is almost out and no one wants that!

It’s hard to sum these last three weeks up in a single post. So many moving parts, emotions, pictures and directions. What I’ve learned is I can be comfortable being uncomfortable. I can be okay not being okay. I don’t always have to be strong all the time. My grief isn’t going anywhere, anytime soon. It will come in waves. Like everything else, I’ll adjust and adapt. Just like watching the colors change, and the seasons change.

Thanks Candy for pushing me, us, to still do this trip. 💕