Recently as I walked the Alamosa levee in sight of a long stretch of snowy Sangre de Cristo peaks––just north of where Mount Blanca towers over the southern part of our valley––a recent writing prompt came to mind: “What gives your life meaning?” For the past week I’ve been rolling this question over in my mind, each time finding something new to add to my mental list. On this morning, as with most, I started my walk with the mountains straight up in my view, and I prayed for our …
