In the Yukon, I stood shivering on a frozen lake as the Northern Lights danced and crackled so close it seemed I could reach out and touch them.

In Tikal, I sat high on the side of Temple IV as the jungle erupted at dawn.

Inside the Great Pyramid, I lay in Khufu’s sarcophagus in the King’s Chamber .

At the summit of Mount Sinai, I huddled under a camel blanket as the Lifegiver ushered in a new day.

While watching Stellar sealions in Glacier Bay, I befriended a girl who helped me see beauty in everything.

At Telegraph Cove, I sat alone, and spellbound in a sea kayak as Orca’s breached in front of me.

I have loved and been loved.

But best of all, I wake every morning thinking the best is still ahead…