a repost, a reflection, a reminder... a dejection, a resolve.

A Repost.

"we may never have adventures as magnificent as Bilbo Baggins's, but we can have ones that are as memorable as his"

circa 2013

A Reflection.  A Reminder.  

The above is a repost from my first blog, kolokoy 101, which I started in 2013 to chronicle my life’s adventures — my personal journal to revisit someday and smile over in old age. 

Over time, the spirit of public journaling (i.e., blogging) faded. I became more private. I still wandered, still collected moments, but kept them in my mind (and pictures that were kept private) … and the mind, as it ages, is not always the best vault. Some memories slipped away.  Luckily, the pictures remain.

Recently, I revisited my old blog and felt the pull: Keep the spirit alive. Keep the memories alive. Not every journey will be grand — whether it's an impromptu road trip, a walk in the park, visiting a lighthouse, watching a sunrise or sunset — each one is worth remembering.”

The photos below are just some that serve as reflection and reminder for me to keep doing adventures, whether simple or majestic.

a walk in the park to see these 'connecting' trees

a majestic sunset after a passing storm

hiking the Virgin River Narrows

A Dejection.  A Resolve.

Two days after this post, I went in for what I thought would be a routine bone density exam. Honestly, I didn’t think much of it — just another box to check. I never imagined it would turn into another life-changing moment.

When the results came back, my doctor called me right away. That alone felt unusual. The moment I heard his voice, I knew the news wouldn’t be good.

He told me I have osteoporosis. While I listened and asked questions, it felt distant — as if I were hearing everything from another room. . The true weight of it didn’t settle in until later, after I’d started reading more and the reality had time to sink in.  My heart felt so heavy.

But I’ve decided: this is simply another condition to manage — not something that defines me. I’ll keep creating adventures and continue wandering.  They may be gentler and cautious than before, less daring —  yet still worth doing.  Still worth remembering.  Still worthy of a smile.  

like this tree — worn yet rooted — broken yet standing

you have what? lupus, sjogrens. raynauds, osteoporosis? don't just sit there. go fly and wander!

And I hope the generations I leave behind will remember me that way — simply, as someone who kept wandering, with a touch of humor still intact.

and don't worry, we will always be there with you to watch sunrise or sunset.