About a week ago, Jack and I headed back up to Roan Mountain. I just love that place. We hadn’t been there since my surgery and we both felt like going. Roan is a bit like the beach for me. I felt like I needed to go say thank you. Not to the mountain, but to God at the mountain. I feel His presence there. Some people call it a thin space, where heaven and earth meet. I’ve hiked there many times. I feel different after every time. I hiked that day. I used hiking poles for security, which was hard for me. But I did hike less than thirty days from ditching the walker. It was beautiful, as it always is. I felt different, as I always do.