Monday I head out for my annual pilgrimage to deer camp 1000 miles from home in some of the most beautiful country I have ever seen. Joining me are a coupe of guys that live near there one of which I have known for 35 years. This year feels different as I am not scurrying around taking care of last minute details and am way behind on packing. October was a rough month for me as we lost one of our employees in a tragic accident and the week after my wife had to go to the ER for a kidney stone that required surgery that night and will require another surgery to have it removed. My Mother in law it was discovered has a bad heart valve that will require surgery so my Father in Law will not be going with me this year for the first time in 6 years or so.
With all of this happening I feel as though the universe is kicking my butt though I don't know what I did to make it mad. My only hope is that 1000 miles of alone time will allow me the time to find the self that seems to be missing right now. Nothing can beat a week in the wilderness with close friends and without the distractions of everyday life to get you back to center.
With all of this happening I feel as though the universe is kicking my butt though I don't know what I did to make it mad. My only hope is that 1000 miles of alone time will allow me the time to find the self that seems to be missing right now. Nothing can beat a week in the wilderness with close friends and without the distractions of everyday life to get you back to center.
