Tomorrow, I'm leaving the United States, relatively indefinitely. The past two weeks have been spent with my crazy, warm, hilarious, spastic family, which has been a wonderful gift of time to have before heading to Holland more permanently. Throughout my life we have tried every summer to make it to Wilson's Creek, near Morganton in North Carolina - it's nothing but trees and steep hills and baking rocks, and clear water lined with smooth stones. The last time we were there, three years ago, my sister found out she was pregnant with my beautiful niece. I brought a disposable underwater camera with me on this trip, but I wanted to include one of my favorite photos I have ever taken from that trip, of my sister and her boyfriend, carefully holding hands and making their way toward a steep but beautiful journey. Three years later, my own journey is looking beautiful from here, too.
