Beautiful Memories

It was a cool night in the Colorado Rockies. I had been riding in the car for hours, maybe taking a month long trip across the western United States wasn't such a good idea after all, but it sure sounded good at the time. So there I was, sore butt and all, looking out the widow as we roll down a windy road in the middle of July. You wouldn't know that by the 60 degree weather or the hoddie I had on. We were headed to Pagosa Springs Colorado. I had never heard of it, but I was looking forward to it. I have always been a lover of nature. I could look for hours at the sky and never get bored, I can still watch a spider create a web for hours and be completely mesmerized. The car ride took forever, or what seemed like forever, especially when every 5min a large 18-wheel threatened to knock your car off the 200 foot canyon. And when we finally got to the cabin I could think of nothing more than laying down and passing out. Which I did. But when I woke I could not have imagined what was awaiting me outside those double paned sliding doors, and cheap curtains. When I slid them back I was awestruck. The mountains looming in the distance made everything around them look tiny. The huge lake glistened in the morning sun, and as I stepped outside and took a breath I realized the air was pure. I loved it. I soaked it up and put it away, locking it into a place inside me that can never be lost. Later that day we went hiking and I was struck again when the almost vertical trail lead to the most beautiful waterfall. And I stood in the mist, and watched as a rainbow streaked the water falling into the creek flowing steady and strong. It's memories like these that I always go back to when I need something to help me though the day. And memories like this that I always strive to make, dont we all try to make memories? Ones that will last forever.