I Have Never Known a Love Like This

I have never had anyone purchase a plane ticket for me so I could come for a visit. I have never had anyone rent a cabin for me. I have never had anyone do something big for my birthday. I have never known a love like this before. If all goes according to plan, it will be the last deep and romantic love I will ever know. Tucked away in the woods all weekend, I have never felt so special in my life. Everyone deserves to feel this kind of love.

Cabin Life

We weren’t exactly roughing it in Suncadia. Our cabin was in close proximity to a golf course and a lodge, but we still found ourselves far from Seattle among the mountains and trees. As I took in every square inch of our weekend getaway, it dawned on me this is how my final years should be spent. Brandon prefers the ocean. I prefer the woods. This means the Washington coast will come calling someday.

Cle Elum & Roslyn

Living in Seattle for six years, I never made the trip to Cle Elum or Roslyn. After spending a long weekend visiting both towns, I regret not making the trip sooner. Each little town possessed a northwest charm that filled my soul and made long for life back in my adopted home state. As we walked the streets, explored little stores, and made a temporary home, I have never felt more connected to my partner.

The PCT Is Near Here

Sitting in a coffee shop in Roslyn, it dawned on me how close I must be the Pacific Crest Trail. With a click of an app and some zooming in on my location, I saw the trail. In August of 2020, I will walk past here filled with determination. The end of my epic six-month journey will be within reach. Perhaps, this same little coffee shop will provide sanctuary and an opportunity to rest tired bones. Filled with food and coffee, I will head back into the wild and once again say thank you.

Cle Elum Bakery & Beau’s

Cle Elum Bakery & Beau’s, a coffee shop in Roslyn, are amazing little places. The bakery offered great homemade tasting pastries and warm cups of coffee rivaling anything you would find in Seattle. Beau’s is part coffee shop, restaurant, and bookstore. Over the course of the weekend, we spent a couple of hours at both places. When the weekend came to a close, I found myself longing to visit again or, at the very least, find something similar in whatever neighborhood we call home next.

Washington Is Home  

Headed to the airport, a sadness washed over me. Without a shadow of a doubt, Washington is my home. Don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed my time in Los Angeles and have no regrets about making the move, but here among the trees, mountains, and within reach of the people who have come to mean so much to me, I felt an indescribable feeling. I felt at home. I felt myself. Perhaps leaving was about chasing a dream or perhaps it was about coming to terms with this realization. I believe it is probably both. Still, I cannot wait to call myself a resident of Washington once again.

Be good to each other,

Nathan 

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