Mile high Smiles

Denver. Ohh, Denver.

This town is gorgeous. Rain or no rain, it's glorious, a little bit cold, yet ultra friendly. Similar to other cities that are land-locked, the people are surprisingly normal and kind. The land is beautiful and scenic and really in word, breathtaking.

Originally, I hadn't intended on heading to the land of the Rockies but due to a dear friend, Steve, rehabilitating in Colorado Springs, I decided to utilize the pass to go see him. Not to mention, I go to spend time with a sarcastic wit of a friend who always makes me smile, Jenn.

I have so much gratefulness in my heart for simple drives around town and walks through a garden of gargantuan rocks. It overjoys me to spend time chit-chatting and dreaming away of the future and spitballing about the past with someone whose heart is genuine and in a similar place as my own. Jenn makes life fun yet has so much substance. What a great lady.

Steve, on the other hand, kind of blows my mind. He's been through so much in the last few months with what could have been a catastrophic brain injury--praise God, he's healing well. Here I was whining about what could be a romantic entanglement and how it's confusing and I'm such a girl about it, blah, blah, blah and he's posturing wisely in a way we've never really conversed. I enjoyed it and was so taken aback by it that I now treasure his friendship in a way I never expected. He's a true gem. A fighter.

So Denver, with its cold rain and gorgeous mountains and housing a couple of fantastic friends, holds a new place in my heart. I'll return to you and tap you, Rockies.