A Hope Chest of Light Keeping

Adventure awaits

This is me in 2015.
The day after my birthday. Freshly 27 and hiking in the rain.
I don’t like being wet, I don’t like being dirty and sweaty. But in 2015, freshly 27-it was ok.
A good memory now. 

I’m about to turn 31. And I think back on this girl-this girl, who was important and well liked, about to start her 3rd year of grad school, who thought things wouldn’t be easy-but at least fun.
Someone who believed in love and passion and working hard.
In desire and madness and talking it through. 
Well. A lot has happened since then. 
And I’m not saying I don’t believe now,
But do you?

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