I never thought my fresh start would look like this…but I cannot complain about the beauty along my path.
After all, the best is yet to come…
I can’t seem to help myself from taking photos constantly. And while often they are far from perfect and very simple, they still help me hold on to memories.
This morning I left for a jog and snapped this photo on my way to the trail. You can see the storm in the clouds but it was still a beautiful almost-spring morning.
Just before I got to my halfway point it started to snow, hard. With police monitoring the path, sleet, wind, and unprepared running attire, it definitely ended up being a very memorable, mentally challenging experience (that i’m glad is over).
But of course, there’s the beauty in those types of memories too.