These days I remember that trek we made to Kiritpur. A journey I never dreamt about or ever wanted, but had to fulfill. Everyday, people get lost in various matters and issues that sometimes create animosity. I think once you stand facing that river with your father's ashes in your hand & you look at your siblings and your widowed young mother, that's when you realize that life, God, and spirit are much larger than you ever thought. You can never return from such a journey without being changed forever.
~N
