2wenty: a pursuit of perfection.

i turned 20 today.
it was the perfect day.
the most perfect way to celebrate it.

in mammoth with so much snow that it stood taller than me.
the sun shining right at the tip of the mountain as i sat on the lift.
snow all around sparkling on the ground.
like it was made up of a million crystals creating natural topography patterns, a work of art.
snowboarding.
the wind hissing in my ear when i go fast, the rush.
then the pause as i catch my breath again.
look up the mountain, look down the mountain and see that my friends are all around.
love, comfort, joy, safety, the perfection of the moments.
the tired yet exciting feeling i get after its all over, returning.
met again with love and care, and the occasional embarrassment from those all around.
the fire is finally lit at the end of the night signifying the day of my birth.
im not met with 20 candles but with 2 sticks on fire burning slowly.
almost reminding me that the day is over, my 10s are over.
but with a blow i end what has been and light what's ahead.
pictures are taken, "thank yous and you're welcomes" are exchanged.
the night is over.
it's off to bed.
what is to lie ahead of me, only He knows.
i just keep walking on the path, following.
pursing His perfection.