In the way that almost 18-year-olds can, we sat in the Grand Tetons, talking earnestly until the night was gone. The night was filled with earnest dreams and honest conversation. A bond forges itself easily in two who link up as stranger openly, when fingers know their hearts were born on the same uncharted planet. Hours earlier, we’d been introduced while still dressed in glory at my brother’s wedding. We’d left tradition for blue jeans, mountain air, and a chance at unraveling our perceptions.
Until that night, no person had ever asked my philosophy of life, nor had I ever thought upon it. Yet the words came out as easily as if they had been written for that moment. They became one of the few truths that never changes.
“I want to be the kind of person that someone is better because he knew me.”
I wish I had the chance to thank the boy who asked me that important question.
—me strauss Letting me be