Here we are on our first anniversary in one of my favorite places. The trails at Gooseberry Falls were a little more interesting to navigate at seven months pregnant. In fact, some other hikers looked downright nervous when we started the ascent back up from Lake Superior. No problem. Ben was born ten days late, and would barely be coerced from the womb at that point. (But that's a whole different story!)
I was 36 years old, and had just closed down my 15 year teaching career. It was at this point that I lost almost all of my previous identity. But I've discovered that the background is a very comfortable place for me. And although I still get a lot of satisfaction from all that I accomplished in my former life, I think I enjoy the freedom to dream of and explore the possibilities before me even more. But this time along with the loves of my life.