I spent the last week in Utah while my kids were attending EFY and soccer camp at BYU. Let me tell you, the weather (while still warm) was so refreshing. Especially those beautiful mornings and cool evenings. Ahhh. Just delightful. I love being outside and I love exploring (when it's not 100+ degrees) so when I picked Anna up from her camp on Thursday evening I already had plans for us to go on an adventure early Friday morning.
We pulled away from my brother-in-law Randy's home at 6:30am and made our way up Little Cottonwood Canyon. We drove past the ski resort where Anna officially gave up skiing a few years ago (ha!), stopped at a pay booth, exchanged $6 for a day pass & a map and made our way up the gravel road.
Then . . . . the beauty unfolded before our eyes. Wildflowers everywhere!
We stopped on the road so I could take a video from my car window. I could not believe it was real! Surely someone had come along and scattered wildflower seeds - this doesn't happen naturally, I thought. But, oh yes, it does!
We parked at the Albion Basin Campground at 7:30am and began the short 1 mile hike to Cecret Lake. All along the trail I was amazed over and over again by the colorful display of wildflowers, the towering mountains, the trickling streams . . . so many times I paused, let me eyes soak it all in, and let out a "wow."
We found the hidden lake and sat down on a jetty of rocks and enjoyed a snack of fresh cherries. Such a wonderful, peaceful view. On the return hike I made it my mission to snap a picture of every variety of wildflower that we encountered. I warned Anna of this on the hike up, so she was fully prepared and patient with me. What a good girl!
As we walked I found myself filled with so much gratitude for this beautiful, natural world. It filled me with such joy! I was also overcome with gratitude for my body and what it enables me to do and experience. I know that a healthy, strong, capable body is a wonderful gift and treasure.
Without any effort, my thoughts turned to my mom
... how much she would have loved these sights
... how she would have stopped to take pictures of every wildflower, just as I was doing!
... how she would have found joy in the adventure -- I can picture her smiling face, encouraging us to look there or imagine this or challenge Anna to a contest of some sort.
It also made me think of the times when an adventure was out of the question for her, because her body was so broken, beaten down, and frail. I remember when she longed to visit the ocean or the cabin, but good days were rare and the process of getting her in the car and keeping her comfortable on the long drive was an impossibility.
Watching her go through that, and seeing her unable to satisfy her appetite for exploring, doing, and moving has really changed my perspective on this physical body. It has given me so much appreciation for it.
And it has given me a great desire to use it. To do things that will
... strengthen it
... bring me happiness & joy
... provide experiences & memories
... and help others
This body, my health, my strength, my ability to walk, jump, run, explore is such a gift and I don't want to neglect it.
Being out in nature, moving my body, taking in all of this beauty and thinking of my mom's exploring spirit . . . my life, her life, the wonder and gift of it all -- it brought me to tears. And Anna was right there to hold my hand. I'm so glad that I have her. I feel like I honor mom when I enjoy life and when I use my body for all it was intended -- to do good and to feel joy.
Let us take joy in what our bodies can do and all they allow us to experience.