The past week has been absolutely incredible in terms of donations for my HFMH page! There have already been 31 wonderful people willing to support the cause, bringing my current total to $1,460.00!!
I thought I would share some of the sweet notes people have left for me - they mean so much. I’ve printed them out and taped them into what’s going to be my first of a probable many trail journals, so that I can have them near me as inspiration along the way.
Thank you again and again to people who have donated so far - but don’t stop now! Keep on going! I still have around $1000 to go before I hit my goal! If you would like to contribute you can do so HERE!
my friend is doing this super awesome thing!
“It’s called forgetting,” the girl said,
while the clerk
watched me and I blushed. “Until there’s nothing left.”
And a breeze entered
through the hole in the window.
“And then you’re out of time,” she said,
Some of the cards were face up on the floor:
climbing a craggy slope,
the Grand Canyon like a mouth
carved in the earth, a night-lit tower like a needle.
I was sweating now,
but I couldn’t speak.
And then I was running from the shop,
past the fountain and the check-in desk,
down the tiled hall to the pool,
where my father lay on a plastic beach chair,
reading a book about churches.
Sunlight flecked his chest.
His hair was wet from swimming.
“What’s the trouble?” he asked.