Today, my yurt is 13 years old! The original yurt meister, my dad, is no longer here with me to celebrate. Yet his legacy and generosity live on as I prepare to go stay in it as I visit my mom.
He had never heard of yurts, yoga or yogurt and confabulated the three to our joy. I smile as I remember our many times together there, taking care of the “temporary shelter”. Dad’s care will still shelter me as I celebrate Raven, as Mom and I reminisce.
What did you build 13 years ago? Does it still exist? Ki to Happiness still stays in her yurt so yoga practice continues as she visits mom at her home of 50 years.