Entry #6
I'm back home now with nothing but reflection left of my trip to Newfoundland.
What an experience. An island unlike any other. Everyday revealed a tiny little layer waiting to be peeled back further, a taste yearning to be explored further and an understanding of the impossibility to go further.
Stunted forests, barren plains and fog coated coves dotted the coast lines. The towering cliffs that stood tall above perfectly smooth pebbled beaches. The treeless green meadows that gleamed, interrupted only by the colorful box shaped homes. The enormous icebergs, sculpted by the raging seas. The mood inducing low drone of a distant fog horn defining lands end. All of this and more left me in awe. From the outpost island groups to the vibrant cities, this place was majestic.
I will take many memories from this adventure. The opportunities to do this type of trip dwindles with every passing year. Age will catch up to us all. Having the ability to build these moments with my parents is truly special. Take the opportunities while you can.
As I ponder what we just experienced I'm warmed by the very real possibility that my sons first memory will come from this trip. I am extremely lucky to be able to do this and that privilege is not lost on me.
To Newfoundland: I thank you for impressing me. Your quirkiness, your grace and your resolve are unmatched. We stand under a single leaf that unites us but you are truly your own nation.
Embrace that and celebrate it.
You are beautiful.
