So today was cleanup...my experience with house party cleanup is usually picking up half crushed aluminum beer cans or sweeping up some broken glass from a dropped bottle of some kind. Maybe finding some trinket that will sit in a corner until someone comes back to claim it, then again, maybe not This cleanup was different though. It was the full-on washing of chafing dishes, re-boxing of the cutlery that was only for the party, etc.
So upon completion, we all decided on a short road trip. It's been top down weather the whole time we've been here this week, but today was especially exquisite. With temps in the low 80's we rolled along the byways and side roads, following the shadow line of the desert valley's mountains. The roads took us out of Rancho Mirage, past Indio and then Coachella to Mecca. Didn't even know there was a Mecca in California.
There was plenty of time for quiet contemplation of the beauty that can be found even in tumbleweeds. I couldn't help but revisit some of the choices in life that allowed me to end up there right at that moment. Too many to share now, but undoubtedly these will trickle forth via my fingertips over time. Many of the stories most of my closest friends and family would know, but it felt good to know that through challenges, rough patches and even bad decisions I've made in life, I am like that desert. Despite the hardships that a barren valley might face, those plants still find water, survive and even thrive. They display their beauty to any who wander past and notice. I might be a desert flower or a tumbleweed, depending on how you look at me, but either way I am beautiful and thriving.
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