Skyberry
It's been quite a long time since my fingers have found the words to describe this life journey. Perhaps it's that after Costa Rica I doubted that any future adventure, if not on foreign soil, could compare or be worthy of retelling or reminiscing. But here I am again with my heart overflowing and my mind's pen slowly finding the language to capture all that's spilling forth. On June 28th, I stood in my parents' driveway where I have said goodbye so many times before. This time, I was not throwing my bags in the back of my car with bravado, but rather I was gingerly placing all I had packed in my Mama's car, fretting over size and space and all that was before me on the unknown open road. Jack and I had been in an incredibly rough time and chapter, yet we were committed to do this trip together. A trip we'd been planning for months and had truly worked to make a reality. We were headed to work (WWOOF) on a farm just outside of Portland, O...