Yosemite

Well, I made my return after 14 years and it was really nice. The drive down was eventful thanks to a deer sprinting across the 1-5 right in front us and let's not forget about the family of possums who also needed to cross the highway too. Anyway, once I survived the drive up the mountain (I REALLY dislike heights, so the drive up the side of mountain gets to me every time) we arrived in Wawona! C-loop 63 here we come. It was a relaxing time of floating in the Merced River with a beer in hand and small talk with the family, and nights sitting around the campfire laughing at each other (it's the way my family bonds). Then Simon decided to do his hike up to upper falls on Wednesday. The day went by soooooo slow and it was so hard not to worry about him every second. But he finally made it back to the campsite safe and sound (and of course thirsty and tired too) and it was such a huge relief. It's been a struggle for me to "let" him grow up and become his own person. These days have been extra difficult and I don't know an easier way to do it. So, I drive him crazy and he lets me to a point. One day there will be a time when we don't talk everyday and I won't know where he is or what he is doing for stretches of time...I don't know how that day feels yet.