#throwbackthursday to little man and I hiking our first mountain together. #scoutslookout #angelslanding This had been a vision of mine for a while. To hike to the top of a mountain with duke, go through the paces, endure what we need to endure, get to the top and breathe it all in. I’ve had visions of the sweat running down our faces, the sound of the wind blowing over us, the smile on our faces as we accomplish what we set out to accomplish. I really only started seeing it when I was doing some visioneering work with a mentor about a year ago. I didn’t plan on it happening so soon, I wanted his legs to be a little longer, but this opportunity came up and I wasn’t going to hold back. I was prepared to carry him some of the way, but he never even asked. On the way up, we took our time, met a lot of amazing people, we took our breaks, we played in the sand, we admired the animals, the rocks, the trees, We’d even look down to see how far we had come, Then we made it to the top, we rehydrated, we snacked, we played in the sand some more, We got as close to the edge as we could, we admired the view. I made sure to impress upon duke how proud of him I was, to let him know his body just accomplished something new, and to help him realize how strong his body is, and what it is capable of. I didn’t want him nor his body to forget it. Before we started heading down I had us both sit on a rock and just slow ourselves down, I looked up over the mountains on the other side of the canyon, closed my eyes, and I prayed. I was grateful for the moment, for memories, for the experience, I was grateful me and my sons body were healthy enough to endure the hike, to make these memories. I just wanted to breath it all in, so neither me nor my body would forget it.