Monica: Michael and I hiked along Big River, through meadows sprinkled with wildflowers and redwood forests. We tried to find the tree with the bear claw marks that we discovered last year, but to no avail. We made our way back during the magical hour when the light is golden just before sunset and everything is luminous.
Evelyn: Coming home, a small beacon, directing me towards the space that feels the safest, the space that holds my memories and my energy. I also know I can find that space among friends, among family, and I like that it isn't just a container.
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