It was Saturday, June 23rd. I was returning from a beautiful hike along the back side of Pikes Peak. A hike that earlier left me breathless and marveling at the glory, beauty and majesty of the Colorado mountains. As I moved eastward I began to notice some small funnels of smoke on the horizon. Shocked, the closer I got to Colorado Springs, I began to see firetrucks, onlookers parked on Highway 24 and dozens of emergency workers gathering at the Waldo Canyon entrance. Within a few miles, the small white clouds billowing in the distance turned into an ominous fire raging across the mountain side. The next week I experienced a great sense of anger, loss and grieving that I could not have anticipated. Some lost their homes and possessions and are searching for ways to get their arms around their emotions. Others feel a great loss in the damage that was done to our Colorado Springs…my Colorado Springs! I, too, search for ways to better understand how I am to deal with this tragedy. Continue reading “Reflections on the Waldo Canyon Fire: Grief and Loss”
Reflections on the Waldo Canyon Fire: Grief and Loss
