With just over 6 weeks left in the summer season, the general feeling in Denali these days seems to be one of excitement for the end mixed with a small dose of apathy. My recent trip home for my grandmother’s funeral certainly did not help things in my case. Being back in Utah felt strange and uncomfortable for the first few hours, however, I soon adjusted and being back in the company of my family felt great (even though the circumstances of our gathering were unfortunate). After a few summers away from Salt Lake, I had forgotten how beautiful the city could be—even in the oven-like temperatures. It was extremely hard to head back up to Alaska. My family is grieving and in need of some support and I hated having to leave so soon after arriving. But Denali (and work) was calling my name.
Now I am here and trying to get my head back in the game. It isn’t proving too difficult, thank goodness. Fall is quickly upon us here in the interior and that makes me happy. The autumn colors in Denali are a sight to behold.
With lots of exciting (and scary!) adventures and life changes looming on the horizon, I keep reminding myself to live in the moment and enjoy each day as it comes. I am so incredibly lucky and blessed to be where I am and I never want to take that for granted.
Thanks for sticking around!
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