The day I decided to pack up and tour the country was my “ah ha” moment. I packed enough supplies to tent and always had three days provision of food on hand. Not that I tented every night.. there were intervals at the Holiday Inn and delightful bed and breakfast’s!..I know what the Rocky Mountain High is now and still fall asleep dreaming about the beauty I encountered there, including a 350 lb. Grizzly which my 10 lb. malti poo had no qualms about taking on. It just goes to show that courage comes in all sizes.
Today I reflect with joy the time I can spend with my Mother which is mostly what this quest was about and the happiness I feel to be back on the wide open prairies. Life is good.
Copyright Es-tee Miller
“I love the prairie! So often I have seen the dawn come and the light flood over the land and everything turn radiant at once, that word “good” so profoundly affirmed in my soul that I am amazed I should be allowed to witness such a thing. There may have been a more wonderful first moment “when the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy,” but for all I know to the contrary, they still do sing and shout, and they certainly might well. Here on the prairie there is nothing to distract attention from the evening and the morning, nothing on the horizon to abbreviate or to delay. Mountains would seem an impertinence from that point of view.”.. Marilynne Robinson, Gilead