"Not as much as I would like to unfortunately. If it were up to me I would be out here every weekend…”

“What stops you?”

“Work typically; then there are various social events but mostly it’s work.”

“If I could get away from everything, every once in a while, I would take advantage of it, whenever I could.  Being out here makes you forget… everything,” she muses wistfully.

Those simple sentences make me realize she truly gets why coming out here means so much to me. She may not know that she gets my reason, but her statement alone tells me she feels the same way I do when she...