With no one around, I'd had lots of fun getting photos of Shyla on the mesas surrounding our camp.
After one more night of experimenting with star photos, we left that spot, hoping that it wouldn't be too long before we return again.
It's amazing how much my heart gets attached to these places. I enjoy exploring new places but I also love places that have a history for us. As we departed our remote campsite, Angel K's eyes appeared in my mind's eye. We visited that remote site on one of her last trips, and it was utter joy. During that visit, K was guiding all of us about how she wanted to have love fill every moment she had left.
In many ways, those last months of K's life were some of the most life-changing months of my life. In retrospect, traveling the journey toward the end of life with K made me realize how much I love life, even when I know that our days are finite. It may sound crazy - but I now look back on those months with gratitude. I had the time to slowly say goodbye to my girl and to learn the last lessons that she could teach me about how to live life without regrets.
In that spirit, it was fitting that our last campsite on the trip was K's Rock.