I Climbed A Mountain
- Mary Richards
- Jun 7
- 2 min read

I came to visit my cousin, Liz, in Park City in 2018 after the loss of both of my parents...one week apart. During the five years of watching my sweet dad decline from several strokes, I gained weight. A lot of stress eating and probably more stress drinking than I care to admit.
There are hiking trails all around Liz's house. The picture above is from the end of her driveway and the trails are all over the place in the hills surrounding the neighborhood. In 2018, I wouldn't have even considered hiking one of those trails, but in 2025, I did it! I'm ridiculously proud of myself!

The last few months have been like a monster trying to strangle me. I sold my business, I sold my beloved Peckerwood Holler home, and I've been nailed with pesky health issues. Today, I climbed not just the metaphorical mountain which has been my life since Scott died, but the actual mountain I couldn't even consider in 2018. And I feel FANTASTIC!!

My mind went to so many places on this hike. I prayed to God, thanking Him for hanging with me during these last years and keeping my head above water. My many blessings washed over me as the beauty of this earth surrounded me. I have so blessed with family and friendships that at times I find myself feeling overwhelmed. How do you ever repay those who have carried you through the toughest of times?

I'm not sure if I've reached the top of the mountain. Do we ever?? But I have a new energy and motivation to keep on hiking!
As always, thank you for reading my schmush! Go out and breath some air today. Tackle your mountain. If I can do it, so can you!
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