13 years ago this month, I packed the few belongings I owned and moved from the Pacific Northwest to the rocky mountains of Colorado as a young and inspiring 19 year-old with a headful of ideas and aspirations. My understanding of life and faith went through many seasons of joy and sorrow, resulting in friendships that are still alive and well today.
This recent trip to Colorado reminds me of how fortunate I have been and continue to be in light of these friends from all over the country. My brother James was even able to make the journey and we all had an amazing time on and off the slopes of Keystone. I only wish the trip could have lasted longer.