Glimpsing a sunrise while hiking in the mountains – especially on a never-ending switchback – creates a euphoric moment. A crack in time where all that is wrong becomes right. A second where pain and suffering take a back seat. A breath where my spirit renews and my soul revives. A liminality I wish I could savor forever.
Stories of sunrises among switchbacks – of recovery and release – vividly color my life’s trail map. I share these stories hoping we all find a moment or two to savor – where all becomes well.

Her name is Dayna– Day 5 Thankful Diary November 2020

Her name is Dayna– Day 5 Thankful Diary November 2020

Moving to Kansas proved difficult – the state refused my Texas teaching certification because I achieved it through alternative certification. I spent 2 years floundering, wondering how to regain the joy and wonder I experienced teaching. I was miserable. An opening for teaching math came up at

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