This week I'm in Yosemite,
staying in Camp 4 with the rock climbers, and making new friends. Climbers
come here from around the world, but I seldom see anyone I know from previous
trips, so each trip I have to introduce myself again. I realize that what
I tell them has changed over the years. I am not who I was. I continue to
evolve since Evelyn died. Parts of me are the same, mostly the stories of my
past, but my interests and my goals for this trip have changed.
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