07/14/2025: Taylor Park Day 2

We’re already on the last leg of our vacation journey, and I wish it hadn’t flown by so fast. We’ve seen lots of loved ones and lots of cool things though, so I know we’ll go home feeling fulfilled, albeit ready for our next adventure as always. 

We’re in a very beautiful place in Colorado today, and it’s been nice taking in the sights and spending some relaxing time with my love. And thanks to our awesome family members, we get to enjoy the nature views from a luxurious RV, and we look forward to more quality time with them today. 

I’m sad that my family doesn’t gather like it used to; some of us are scattered in far off places, but others aren’t so far apart and they still can’t manage to gather - or even call or text - regularly. That’s one thing that will be nice about coming home again. I won’t feel so pressed for time and I won’t have to spread myself too thin to have quality time with everyone I care about. I’ll also have time to see those that I rarely get to see, and I’m eager to strengthen those relationships. There aren’t very many people that run in my inner circle, but I’m grateful for each and every one of them. 

As we prepare for our return to the simple life in our home town, we’re also trying to make as many Colorado memories as possible to take with us. There’s so much we haven’t done, but even still we’ve managed to have some pretty incredible experiences up to this point. I know it’s a place I’ll remember fondly, and a place I will definitely come back to, whether I just visit or return to stay one day. 

I know sometimes I get sad that I haven’t achieved half of my travel dreams yet, but every opportunity I’ve had to experience things here and there are special to me and I do my best to savor them all. Maybe once the dreams Caleb and I have become more tangible, we’ll be able to make up for lost time and travel while we do the things we love for a living. I still don’t think that’s too much to ask, and it still feels like a realistic avenue for us. 

The way I see it, we either waste more time trying to fight the inevitable, or we accept our chosen paths and forge ahead, hell or high water, come what may, whether we’re afraid or we feel ill equipped and unprepared. Because the truth is, we’ll always be afraid of the unknown, and the road off the beaten path will always seem lonely or impossible. And I don’t want to look back from the easy path and long for the road not taken, even if I don’t know how long the dream will last or if it will even come true. 

All I know is that I’d rather die trying to find out.