My Most Favorite Spot in the World

This is our backyard, my most favorite spot on earth. On some afternoons, we'd sit near the edge of the cliff, often overwhelmed by the majesty of the Grand Canyon that sits before our very eyes. We'd often wonder what's down below, or what's going on along the vast stretch that goes as far as the eyes can see. Or we'd look up, and see white clouds slowly turning into shades of orange and yellow and red, pale shades at first, then, suddenly, brilliant tones. For a few brief moments, the sky would be a canvas and the sun would splash its awesome array of colors with bold strokes. Then the bright orange ball would touch the mountain and within seconds would be gone. Another beautiful sunset, one of the few but memorable ones we've shared. We'd wait for the clouds to turn black to reveal millions of twinkling diamonds in the sky. We'd marvel at them, and savor the moment. But the wind would turn icy cold, and we'd slowly head our way back to the warm comfort of the Grand Canyon Lodge, hand in hand.

I miss you John.