Last night, I had the privilege of seeing Lucinda Williams perform at Chautauqua Park. A sweet country sound that reminds me a lot of Stevie Nicks, Lucinda’s lyrics and harmonic sounds echoed throughout the barn venue.

She sang a song called, “The Fruits of my Labor.” The song really struck a chord somewhere. It reminded me of my journey out west, my decision to leave,how things change in an instant, and the simplistic beauties that make Boulder such a wonderful place. As I sat in the theater, I thought about how much things have changed in my own life. Every once and while, it’s nice to be reminded how far I’ve come and how lucky I am.

I have “enjoyed the fruits of my labor.”