I’ve been getting a lot of messages lately about how lucky I am based off seeing my pictures. The truth is luck has nothing to do with it. Sunday was the 18th anniversary of my sister’s death. We used to visit southern Colorado every summer as kids, and I wanted to be in that area to feel closer to her. Despite having an overwhelming amount of coursework, I planned ahead to clear my weekend. Despite not having anyone here I felt close enough to come with me, I got over the doubts of traveling alone. Despite having 14 hours of driving and every reason to make excuses not to go, I assured myself it would be worth it. You see? You can either make an excuse or make a choice. I simply make it a habit to choose the latter. Is it easy? No. Is it convenient? Rarely. Is it worth it? Every damn second. To live is to struggle, but as long as there are sights like these to take my breath away, I’ll choose to find them.