Tuesday, November 3, 2015

A love letter to Alaska

Dear Alaska,

I love you.

I love your beauty, your wildness, your sense of adventure and your people. I love that I don't have to be anyone but myself here.  You don't care what kind of car I drive, what kind of shoes I wear, or whether my hair is in a ponytail.  Because of you I stopped trying to hide behind makeup and found contentment with how I really look.

Holi Festival, Bugges Beach

You have shown my children so many amazing things that they might never have seen. The beauty of this place is awe-inspiring, but equally awesome is the sense of community. There are so many events, classes, clubs and things-to-do that one can only be bored if they choose to be.

Christmas Tree Hunting, Tongass National Forest

Log-rolling Boys, Alaskan Lumber Jack Show

Blueberry Pie Eating Contest, Blueberry Festival

99 Nails Earthday Beach Clean Up, Bugges Beach

You have spoiled me for all others. I learned from you that I should bask in the beauty of nature every single day.  I learned from you that when there is nothing to do your trees, rocks and sea provide all the fun we could need.

Black Sands Beach

I will never forget you, even if I never see you again...though I hope that isn't the case.  My heart is always yours.



becca lynn said...

Be still my beating heart. I think Alaska is going to cry when you leave.

Maggie Blue said...

I'll be crying with it!

Tiffany Cook said...

No place like home!!!
This place has a way of tugging on your heartstrings. I'm pretty confident this island hasn't seen the last of the Dorman Clan. :)

Tiffany Cook said...

No place like home!
This place has a way of tugging on your heartstrings. I'm pretty confident that this island hasn't seen the last of the Wanderlust Clan. :)

g2 said...

In 1975, a few months after we arrived in Fairbanks, one of the national news weeklies (Us News, Time?) had a cover article on Alaska. The article began with a quote from someone whose name I should remember which paraphrased said to visit Alaska when you are young is to set a standard too high for anywhere else to match, and to visit it when you are old is to sorely regret having waited so long. Thank you for cooking up that Ferry trip with your mom for us. I for one got to see it when I was very young and not so very young and I indeed measure all other places in the world against it.. and it always wins.

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