There is a place in North Georgia I have only ever visited a few times. It's a scenic lookout with gorgeous views during the fall, especially when all the leaves are changing.
Last time I went, exactly ten years ago, in November 2014, and a couple days after that day trip, I got a call that my father unexpectedly passed away. One moment I was living the young, carefree life of a twenty-something, and the next I was taught how all the sweet moments in life often have some bitter ones on their heels.
There was a shift for me that season. More loss followed. I threw myself into the hustle of building my budding freelance portfolio and prayerfully made it through to better days. But I haven't been back to see that gorgeous view... until recently.
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