I’ve spent the last two days at a lovely, incredibly relaxing resort nestled in the mountains in Oregon.
The resort, 3 hours from my home, has been around for about a thousand years. It has managed to survive the peaks and valleys of our fragile economy, despite being located in the middle of Nowhere, USA. (aka Middle Earth.) It offers lovely ski trails, hiking trails, golf, zip lines, swimming, and anything else imaginable that one could do in the mountains.
I was given this beautiful (surprise) gift from this particular friend. I spent one day at the spa getting a manicure, pedicure, massage and the MOST incredible facial on the face of the earth. Oh sure, I’ve never had a facial before, but I’m sure that this particular young lady gave me the best one on the planet.
However, the most touching parts of this getaway were the moments spent deepening and reevaluating this friendship that has been tucked in the back of our memories for oh, so many years. We spent many hours sharing, talking, laughing and sharing some more. We discussed our painful experiences, our complicated and very different lives, and the amazing love we both have for our children. We realized that while our hearts will always be connected in ways that can’t be explained, our journeys will most certainly take different paths.
We engaged in more thoughtful, insightful and somewhat painful discussions about the truths of our lives throughout these days. And yet through it all, and at the end of it all, I was very impressed by our mature and respectful behaviors.
I think, perhaps, we’re all grown up after all.
…and so this journey of mine continues…with renewed strength and a sense of peace.
thank you, Clint, for helping me feel beautiful again...