She stood on the shore and looked across the water to the rolling hills and was thankful for their simple beauty.
The hills were nothing spectacular, but everything about the moment was.
She had found peace. Solitude. A moment alone and the beauty of the creation around her reminded her to take a breath and rest.
To sit in reflection. In silence. Of another year that had managed to come and go.
Thankful for growth. Thankful for new friends. Thankful for provision.
And excited for what was to come.
She stood and started walking, figuiring out how to get herself to the top of the hill that she had stared at for several minutes now.
Determined to get there. Ready for the journey it would take to make it happen.