Ever wonder why the hell you did something?We wonder that everyday about leaving Colorado. We went back over Labor Day, and it was freaking awesome. We saw good friends, went on hikes and remembered what it's like to have access to a beautiful landscape.
We miss that state -- and state-of-mind -- pretty bad these days. And we kick ourselves for moving 700 miles from it.
But someone once told me you reach a point in life where there are no clear choices. You give up nature for a higher-paying job. You sacrifice friendships to see how you fare on a higher professional wrung. You leave behind 14ers to be closer to family. Rarely you can have it all in one place.
It's just hard to be pragmatic when you hear a stream dart its way around boulders, break the silence of a forest with the laughter of friends or feel the heft of your son sleeping in a backpack while you hike.
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There is a purpose to the madness it's called perspective. Some things you can never know unless you try. Moving was one of those things for you. Now you know and the choices are more clear. No harm done, you'll see. Cheers!
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