
In a few hours the remaining parts of my female-hood will be removed. Two and half years ago I was diagnosed with cancer. Now that I know what a Seton stitch is (don't even ask!) I akin cancer to a Seton. It rips away at you as you slowly rebuild on the other side into, hopefully, a better person.
Two days ago I was high on the Second Flatiron overlooking Boulder, Denver, and Kansas with a friend. We swapped leads as she learned and I taught. She was a fast learner and a great climber. At one point -- her lead -- she turned around and said she wished she had a camera, that would be a great picture. I turned to see the view, Kansas, and remembered she was born in Kansas.
We spend so much of our time pushing forward, achieving success, becoming something. But in the end, in our view, don't we all just want to go back to when life was simple?
Here's to Kansas.