Can’t see the forest for the mushrooms
Lent Day 12
When I read some allegory about a person being lost and then having some sort of redemption or “aha” moment. I know exactly what that means.
That happened to me once. I was in grad school at the University of Wyoming. My family had a house in the North Fork subdivision east of Centennial at the Gateway to the Snowy Range. Every fall, one of the family rituals…