sigh

Change and transformation.
Some noticeable. Some not.
Comments from 11 months ago. You have peace and the sweetest aura around you. Wow. Fast-forward to this weekend. Something is wrong. What is going on? You seem upset. I feel like it has been this way for about eight months but then again something from 20 years ago.
Yes, and that too.
The comments explain everything and nothing.

Pictured - Almond Butter, Sliced Apples, Pumpkin Seeds, Honey on Toast.

I had this soup the last day of my Yellowstone trip. I specifically chose the last week of August. My birthday and 4 years on Aug 23 since Tony died.  Last summer in the middle of the desert my friend and I shared about all the good things. Mountains, family, adventures, cabins, fires, and friends... For a moment I thought we might share these things. And we shared soup. Honestly, it was just an inspiration to go. The last time I went to Yellowstone I was maybe 10 and my mom took us on this long cross country road trip.  I now realize she was grieving. I wanted to see it as an adult and process a little grief myself.  My heart is slowly healing from this complicated mess I call my life. It was so so good. I am grateful.

This summer I took O to a treehouse.
It was amazing and I hope it becomes out tradition.
It was in the middle of Kansas TimberCreek Barns.  It was a perfect three hour drive from Kansas City. We enjoyed it all. We were the only one's on the property on that Monday and they made her delicious farm shaped waffles.
Looking for to the next adventure with this kiddo