Today, I was really wanting to be in Colorado, specifically up in the mountains enjoying the fresh air, the forest of trees, the peaceful silence and the loving fellowship of everyone at the ranch. As I was walking through the city here in Chicago, it was so incredibly difficult to find anything around me that resembled the sheer beauty that fills the mountains. I was desperately craving the pond and the grandness of the mountains as they jut up all around, pressing in open me like a comforting embrace. Dragging my feet along those cracked concrete slabs that joined together to create the closest thing to a hiking trail I could find, I begrudgingly wandered into the park. Where I was immediately greeted by a charming character, he was a spry fellow, small in stature, but filled with ambitions and dreams. His warm greeting sparked a tenderness within me that slowly made its way to my face, forming into an awkward smile. Stooping down to return the friendly gesture of this handsome...