He is free. He is free. He is free…

And so begins the long journey home… I wasn’t due to make a trip north this Christmas. I wasn’t due to see the snow. I wasn’t due to travel. And I knew the next time I did venture home, would likely be to say a final goodbye. So here I am, on my way toContinue reading “He is free. He is free. He is free…”

The Impermanence of Life: The Inevitability of Death

This post is brought to you by nostalgia, family, and Creston, BC. This video was shared with my by a dear friend, and brought tears to my eyes. It’s the home I grew up in. You may not know this about me, but I grew up in the mountains. I grew up in a tinyContinue reading “The Impermanence of Life: The Inevitability of Death”