The biggest heartache associated with "The Wood River Valley Experience" is knowing and associating and sharing moments with so many people who are suddenly taken away from us.
In the last few years, we have lost so many good neighbors who were part of our everyday lives. It's troubling, and yet, it's all part of our experience. We've learned to mourn, release our emotions and steel ourselves to go on time after time.
It's especially difficult in a small community since our lives connect so closely with one another, and yet again, we continue onward. We've learned to accept these losses, but do so with a valuable cache of warm memories. Life goes on—not the same—but it continues.
We cannot forget these folks, our neighbors, our loved ones, nor would it ever be possible to. However, it's so very hard. We've become so resilient in the way we accept sorrow and get on with our lives. We get through those hard times that make us so sad and we exult and celebrate those good times that identify and sustain our purpose here on earth. The ways in which we muddle through those tragedies tend to make us all stronger.
We live, we make our mark, we contribute what we can, we love, we learn, we remember, we teach, we pass on. We're all a part of one another. It's our experience and we all have chosen to share it in the Wood River Valley.
We share the fond memories.
Nice talkin' to you.