This was a young man who was very open with sharing his tragic car accident at 18 years of age that caused his injury. Looks like I would have to climb over his lap too! Should I say hello this time? Before I could, he jumped the gun and said, “Hi! I would politely stand up and let you in but I am paralyzed from the waist down.” This greeting caused an in depth conversation for the remainder of the flight. Well I was a little worried that this flight was going in the same direction when I got on the plane, glanced at my ticket and found my seat, as well as another young man sitting in the aisle seat. I told you about my not so friendly seat mate on my way here in my earlier post. Night time is when my brain is on fire and that night was no different so having very little sleep, I hopped a cab, a little bleary eyed and reluctant to physically end my “walk” in Idaho. I had a 5 am wake up call of which I dreaded the entire night. Let me tell you, they have the best job ever and they do it effortlessly and beautifully…even though we know how much effort is put into the depth and beauty of the week’s events.

How would we fare with our new brave girl status? We hugged as if we were leaving family members and we said heartfelt thank yous to Melody, Kathy and their staff. As with anything we are fully enjoying, who ever wants to leave? This ran a little deeper in that we were going back to many of the challenges that we talked about, in the morning light. I think that all of us were sad to leave our new found friends and such an indulgent authentic environment. Our last night as a brave girl was a bit somber. I might make some references that are from my first post so if you have not read it yet, you might want to or you can just continue to think that I am not making much sense. I left off stating in my last post that I wanted to share my journey home with all of you.

Who left brave girls