I hiked in Zion's last weekend...on my Grandma Carla's birthday. It was nice to think about her in one of my favorite places. She's been gone for 21 years, but sometimes her presence is so real that it's like she was just here. I know my grandparents are my guardian angels--they are all far too loving to not be watching out for me now. So grateful for my ancestry and how their stories continue to help me to become.