How The Summer of 2014 Turned Out

after the storm, comes the sun

I really did intend on hitchhiking to BC, honestly. 

Just days before my friend and intended to leave, I went out of town for the weekend. We were to leave that Monday. 

Saturday I received a text from her saying she was having troubles with her ankles the previous week, it quit for that week, but the last 48hrs or so they started giving her trouble again. Seeing as we were to leave in a couple days she wanted just to get them checked out and make sure she would be alright for the trip. She went to the hospital, and later that night informed me she had to go back the next day, Sunday. Sunday she was told they would schedule an appointment time for some tests on the Monday. The day we were to leave. I decided to wait, in case a miracle happened and she was able to come with still, and planned then to leave Tuesday. Monday night I received a text saying the dr. told her that if she continued walking much she would get shin splints. We were devastated. 

I contemplated through the night whether I would go or not. Several more things happened, which I'd like to not state in the public of everyone's nosiness, where I had decided to not tackle this trip this year, and maybe, just maybe I'd be able to another time. 

For near that whole month I laid in bed so devastated I had no will to do anything. Barely eating, mostly sleeping, not talking to anyone. I didn't know what I was going to do. I had quit my job, so I had no motivation to keep going with anything. Finally I figured I'd get a few temporary jobs, I talked with my pastor about the situation, and started picking myself up again. 2 weeks before the 4th of July my pastor mentioned something in Kentucky. She gave me a brief explanation on it and said she'd email some people down there to say I might be interested. 

A week later I had made a decision, booked a flight, the church was sponsoring me so I had no fees. I was on my way to Henderson, Kentucky.