In the winter, I leave my house when it's dark, and return home as the sun is setting. The reality of my life is that I sit in a cubicle, or work drilling wells and soil boring for environmental clean up in gas station parking lots at least 40 hours a week, and then proceed to spend an additional 10 hours a week driving to and from work.
But I have little moments every day when I get to be immensely grateful for my life. I have the most beautiful, and compassionate family. I have a kind and encouraging boyfriend. I have the resources to spend my weekends escaping to my day dreams. I am overflowing with gratitude. I have been coming home just in time for sunsets like these. I have driven over the summit just in time to see the first rays of sun peak over the horizon. These moments are sometimes feel like nik naks compared to some of the things I've seen. But they fill my life with moments of complete happiness and serenity, and that is worth the world to me.