The End of the Road

The days continue to go by quickly, despite my objections. I'm still learning how to deal with it. To be honest, I'm struggling to know how to deal with it, and not really believing that it's okay to be at a loss. Which I am.

My last full day, we went to Glendalough, one of my favorite places in all of Ireland, Europe... the world really. Trees everywhere. I always go with a good friend or two or three. Conversation. Space to think. Room to cry. Hills to climb. Mud and water. Nature. Paths to walk or paths to opt not to take for some unbeaten trail. It was good to remember and soak in.

Since I'm still not sure what to say about many things, I'll keep it brief. I'm overwhelmed with emotion, at many points on the spectrum. This journey is almost over, and like a day at Glendalough, it's been fulfilling and invigorating, and yet a big part is sad to see it done. At least for a time.

Pictures. :)