Well, about 30 years ago, i ended up at the foot of a majestic mountain. I thought immediately that I should climb to the top of that Mountain. The next day, i hitched to the highest place the road could take me. I found a trail leading off into the wilderness still set on making it two the summit by night fall. The trail lead me through beautiful valleys and stunning vistas. The sun was hot, the air thin, and i was getting quite thirsty when i came upon a small spring lined with small flowers and soft green grass surrounded by grey, volcanic rock. I dipped my hand into its refreshing coolness, liquid diamonds. Thirst aptly, quenched, i continued following the trail into an old growth forest. The trail meandered through the woods, and the trail became quite steep. I could see that i was ascending to the top of a ridge. Once i neared the top, i could see that there was a tree lined valley just over the crest. I came to the top of the ridge to be embraced by the astonishing beauty of a pristine alpine meadow with fressh cold water springs flanking either side of a ridge that jutted through the center of this splendid meadow. I had never felt so peaceful in my entire life! I camped in this meadow thsy night and many thereafter. I never climbed to the top even to this day. I still make the pilgrimage to this place every year, and still i mo longer have the need to climb to the top.
Some times, and perhaps more often th han we wish to admit, its that drive to get to the top as it were, only to find the perfect place before reaching the goal we set out to attain. It was that urge to go to the top yhat brought me to the place i call home. So, r set your sights toward a goal, and maybe along the way you'll find the place thats perfect for you. Then folks will see where you went, and they may aspire to SharonKY, much like you with DLB.Enjoy the journey to ultimate YOU