When I started blogging back in February 2006, I never imagined it would carry me through so many seasons of life. Over the years, I’ve shared stories, thoughts, journeys, and adventures, and you’ve been there—reading, commenting, encouraging, walking with me in your own way.

Now, at 44, I find that the urge to write here has grown quiet.

The trails call louder than the keyboard, the forest feels more alive than the screen, and I feel most myself when the mountains rise up to meet the sky.

This will be my last post.

I don’t leave with sadness, but with gratitude. Grateful for the conversations, the friendships, the silent company of those who have followed along. Grateful that this small corner of the internet was a place where our paths crossed.

I’ll carry on, but not on this blog. You’ll find me out there – on the trail, breathing deep the forest air, chasing sunrises from ridgelines, and listening to the stories only mountains can tell. I will still share some of my travels on Instagram, but only as a personal travel diary.

Thank you for walking with me all this time.

Until we meet again!

xoxo