Steve suggested we take a hike after a friend and I hosted a lovely baby shower for a dear, dear friend. I was ready to get outside and breathe in some fresh air because we have had some amazing sunny Fall weather here in Oregon. We drove out to the gorge a bit passed Multnomah Falls to Wahclella Falls. It was late in the afternoon and cool under the shade of the evergreens and bright yellow and orange maples. We put Teddy in his hiking carrier and trekked to the most enchanting waterfall. The roar from the waterfall was deafening, and it created a strong breeze that gently lifted little stands of my long, brown hair. It amazed me that such power could come from water simply falling off a cliff. I stood there in awe.
These two have my heart. How could they not?!
I loved watching Teddy soak up his environment and smile from the new perspective of being high up in the air on Steve's back. He touched trees and leaves and smiled on the prospect of this new adventure. Seeing the world through his wonder is like being born again. It seems as if just when you are losing hope, God gives you children to open your eyes to the wonder and beauty of his creation again. And it's breath-taking.
My good husband reminded me that this is being free and this is living...that I was living up to my username / blog name, and I liked that.