Defeated.
Exhausted.
Hopeless.
Just a few words that describe how I felt on this path. I could see the mountain ahead of me, but every day I became a little weaker in my stride. Every day I lost a piece of the compass. I forgot what the map looked like. My backpack became heavier.
Where was I going? Would I even be able to get there?
It was impossible to answer. I don't know.
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I've been asked, "When did you start hiking?"
It's an answer I hardly thought about. But truthfully, it was when I felt like my life was falling apart. Like my world was spinning on the wrong axis. When my heart couldn't take anymore, and wanted to crumble into a million tiny pieces. That's when I would take my pity party on a hike.
I found a haven in hiking. A secret getaway I never knew I needed. A hideaway from the mess, the problems, and people. It was just me and God. And I found comfort in that.
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