Basking

I'm undeniably happy. The trend has held for awhile now and has become a comfortable state of being. I feel like I've relaxed into myself much more than I was even a few months ago. I love everything about my life - my job, my family, my friends, my volunteer gigs, my apartment.

I am in love with my life. I would like to share all of this with someone, of course. But, even the absence of a Mr. hasn't held me back or squelched my happiness.

There were several moments on the side/top of a mountain in Peru that I truly thought I would probably die. The 3 hour ride up the mountain was the strongest test of my contentment. I honestly did not expect to return unharmed from the mountain top. Yet, as scared as I was, I was also content. I don't think I left anything unsaid. I felt satisfied with my life. If it ended Wednesday, July 30th at 11:00 AM in rural Peru, I felt like I would be remembered for living a good, productive life.

Fortunately for me, I returned from the mountain unharmed, but not unchanged. I'm basking in my life and my love of it.