Repost: Giving Thanks: A reflection on my first year in Boulder

I wrote this 3 years ago after my first full year in Boulder.....still holds true :)

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I am writing this from the bus on my way to DIA for the flight to Kona. As the bus was pulling out of Boulder and up the turnpike headed for the Denver area I sat glued to the window as I watched the Flatirons and the colors of fall beneath them slip by. Heading up Davidson Mesa I stole one last glance back at Boulder Valley, the Front Range foothills, the divide and the crystal blue sky framing it all. It got me to thinking how very lucky I am to live here.

I arrived in Boulder just over a year ago looking to start anew in a place known as Mecca to many the outdoor enthusiast. In that time there has not been one_ day_ where I have regretted my decision. Everyday brings with it a whole new experience and a chance to find and try something new. In a way the move has caused me to be true to myself. It has allowed to surface my true desires, goals and aspirations in life and has given me the courage to follow through with these impulses.

Read the rest, with pics, here: http://bit.ly/boulderreflections