I'm turning 40 in T minus 38 days.
I had originally planned a trip to Italy to visit friends, but due to passport issues (as in my partner never got his
act together to apply for his) and lack of funds (not working for a year
will do that to you), I'm going to have to postpone that trip until
I did have a little money saved for my share of the Italy
trip and it is enough to still go somewhere, just not overseas and not
for two weeks.
So I was trying to figure out where I want to go. I
think turning 40 is a pretty momentous occasion so I wanted to go
someplace that is meaningful to me. Yesterday in the bathtub, the
perfect destination came to me: the mountains. Specifically Colorado.
have used the mountains metaphor for my relationship with my partner over
the past 3.5 years and I even wrote two novels using that metaphor:
Mountains Wanted and Mountains Climbed (Mountains Loved will be released
next year). In the book, the main male character James (his
counterpart) first professes his love for the main female character
Sarah (my counterpart) in Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs, which
is one of my absolute most favorite and soul-affirming places on the
After all I've been through, after all the mountains I've
climbed in the past several years, it seems more than fitting than to
journey there to celebrate my birthday.
We're not able to go
until October (when he has vacation) but I think it will be a magical
place to celebrate the beginning of my next decade. Plus I can do a
little bit of research for Mountains Loved and write off some of the
I was heartbroken when I realized that I wasn't
going to be able to go to Italy but this is more than a consolation. I
just reviewed all my photos from the last time I was there in 2009 and I
can't wait to go back. Kinda that whole closed door, open window thing,