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The Best Day

What was the best day of your life that had nothing to do with another person or a deity?

So, no holding your child for the first time, no walking down the aisle, no ‘how I met your mother’, no parting of the Red Sea or loaves to fishes miracles.

What day was the best for you — and only you?

I’ve had some incredible days, but they usually include other people — and there’s nothing wrong with, say, drinking piña coladas in the Canary Islands with your daughter or going on safari in Sri Lanka with your kids. I think we are naturally inclined to move in packs. There is safety and security in that.

The thing is, when you stop to breathe the thin air, you can look down at the path you’ve climbed and think “Shit! I did that!”; but you can also look out and let yourself be astounded by the possibilities all around you.

Even the highest peak on earth could not be seen from the valley below.

I had to work hard to get there.

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American expat in Germany, formerly conservative homeschool mom now navigating widowhood; runner, writer, Crossfitter, trying to figure **it out

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