Sunday in March

Sunday in March

I just keep staring at the calendar, as if it’s going to make the days go by faster.  I always longed for winter.  My days were filled with snowboarding and nights ice climbing.  It was my life. Year after year I couldn’t wait until it started to snow in the mountains. Now my life seems to be consumed by rock climbing and my attitude towards snow has taken a complete 180. 

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Community Grief

Community Grief

Grief is hard, and grieving with a community is hard. She was and is ours to grieve, but she is also more than just a member of WAC, and respecting that while watching a community shocked and saddened was and continues to be a hard thing. This is made even more difficult by the community members on the periphery – the men and women who knew her by name but not closely, yet were watching the men and women they respected and looked to for support be turned upside down.

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