Anticipation

As my visit to Steamboat (for my sister’s birthday weekend) got closer, the snow and blustery weather left me agonizing over the drive. I love road trips – but the thought of driving in winter conditions often leaves me anxious.

I live in a small town where I rarely drive my vehicle.  I love that I can pedal or walk to visit friends and do most of my errands; I prefer not to drive, except for a road trip.

As the day to leave approached the weather grew clear and calm and I brushed aside the forecast that included snow later in the weekend.

My mind focused on the treat (besides celebrating with my sister) I had planned for myself  – snowshoeing Rabbit Ears Pass. The drive was uneventful, and when I reached the trailhead atop Rabbit Ears Pass I was giddy with anticipation.

I don’t know the area well, and I was glad when a returning skier mentioned they had broken trail on the four-mile loop I planned to ‘shoe’. After a quick look at the map I was on my way.

I like to imagine whether I feel the shape of the trail I am traversing. And since I am not fantastic with orienteering it quells any anxiety that might build about whether I am truly headed in the ‘right’ direction. Fortunately the blue-diamond shaped trail markers seemed to appear each time this anxious anticipation arose.

I let my anticipation melt away as I soaked in the fresh air, natural beauty and serenity that sunny winter afternoon.

Fox Curve Trail - Rabbit Ears Pass - Steamboat Springs, Colorado

As I enjoyed the remainder of the weekend with my sister and seeing an old friend, I tried not to anticipate a snowy drive home. It did turn out to be a snowy drive home – but the visibility was OK and taking it slowly I arrived home safe and sound.

Anticipation can be anxious and exciting. Learning not to be anxious is often a challenge for me, and I often use my journal to work through these emotions.

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One response to “Anticipation

  1. You are not going to believe this but I lived in Steamboat for 12 years, well the last couple were in Yampa before I moved to New Hampshire. I love seeing your photos, they are so familiar. My son was born in Steamboat. I remember all too well the scary snowy drives. Great journal pages. I love your penmanship and drawing style. Keep in touch!

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