Ingria was with me through it all and I wouldn’t be here today without her support. Here’s the climbing accident story through her eyes.
Have you ever loved an article of clothing so much that it has become a part of you? Well, I have and here’s our story.
When you say it out loud, it hits different. It makes it more real and that’s what happened.
I was clearly grieving without knowing it. Grieving the loss of time, plans, opportunities, activites, a sense of self, life, just everything and anything.
I wanted the pain to go away. Eventually, it left my body, but continued to consume my mind and soul.
I started writing this post back in April, but stopped because I wasn’t ready to tell this story yet. Eight months later, I’m ready now.
Though we’re still in a pandemic, it’s actually been quite a memorable year.
Although my identity came with experiencing racism and other challenges, I felt a sense of pride playing a small part in bringing representation for rangers of color, especially for the AAPI community.
Speaking up on behalf of the Outdoor Advocacy Project team in regards to the violent hate crimes against the AAPI community.
What a humbling experience it was to hike 93 miles around the massive stratovolcano of the Cascades.
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