Actually, I’ve been home for almost four weeks but I’ve been having a hard time sitting down and writing about it. I’m not sure what to say. I tell everyone who asks that it was amazing, totally worth it, I learned a ton. All of that’s true and at the same time inadequate.
I expect I’ll write about some of what I learned over the next few months, once I’ve had a chance to process it. Until then, here’s a photo of me, at the end of Week Five, looking ridiculously happy to be in a kayak. Which I was. Probably I wore that blissed out expression a lot during the six weeks. It was that good.
Right now what I feel is an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I’m grateful for the generosity of my incredible teachers and the workshop organizers, for the divine chemistry of my class, which turned out to be full to the brim with talented and fabulous humans, for the wholehearted support of the wider CW community. And I’m especially grateful for my family, who made so many sacrifices to allow me to take advantage of this opportunity. Thank you, everyone.