When I Was Too Tired to Reach and He Didn’t Know How to Find Me 

by Rebecca Townsend with Andy by my side

There was a season when I’d come home and stand in the kitchen like a ghost.

Not angry. Not distant on purpose. Just… emptied out.

It started during the hardest health season of my lif...

Olympic National Park, August 2025

Last weekend, The Engineer and I hiked through Olympic National Park. The trees were ancient, wiser than us by centuries.

Many stretched skyward. Others had splintered, their trunks hollowed by time and storm.
But even in their falling, they gave shelter.
Shade....