Anthony called me when he was driving into Steamboat, CO today. He has never seen Steamboat in the summertime. He found it difficult to describe what he was seeing. Words slowly arising from his mouth. "I can't describe it mom. The mountains are so tall and so green. There is color everywhere. With no snow, it looks like I am seeing a dollhouse. Buildings with color. A golf course is even here." I said to him, "hmm, sounds like discovering your own inner being after the snow melts". He totally agreed. He is in awe. I feel it.
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