Do you ever get the overwhelming sense that you’re running further and further, only to discover that you’re right back where you started? Standing in front of a group of volunteers this evening, I was completely aware of how far we strayed in order to return to this moment, this unmistakeable place in time.
There is so much that I want to say about this feeling – this bizarre sensation – but it’s late and I’m sleepy and my words won’t fall out they way I intend. So I will simply share what I’ve learned over these last three years: sometimes the journey makes you appreciate the destination so much more.
I ❤ this destination.