Telluride has been on my “bucket list” for years. Can’t tell you when or why it was added to the list. 

I went skiing there this past February with friends and was introduced to its winter beauty, and something in my soul felt like it came alive there. 

Then in June I was able to introduce my twin to this special place and revel in its summer beauty. And again, my soul felt alive and at home. 

I was talking about this with mom a couple days ago and she reminded me of a trip my dad took us on when we were very small, before he passed away. I wonder now if this is why this place feels like home – somehow I feel closer to him up there. 

It really is a bit of heaven on earth.