Yesterday, Issa and I headed to school at 6 am to get a charter bus:
I was just fine until we got to the middle and the bridge started to sway in the wind. Heights are not my friend, but we made it:
It was a great trip. Issa is still talking about it. And doing it with Melanie, watching her eyes get wider when she saw the mountain. Hearing her artist's eyes analyzing the many shades of green in the valley. Well...my heart grew three sizes that day.