The Hill

In my mind I am comparing this summer to a hill. Today I am standing at the top, ready to coast down. The trip up the hill was a bit hard. I trudged and slowly made it up. At some points I just had to stop and take a deep breath, because if I didn't I would not have been able to push on. The top of the hill looked so far away that I never thought I would reach the peak, but I did. I got to the top and saw that there is beauty in everything if you just continue along the trip. I am now starting the trip down and hope to find easier terrain when I reach flat ground. At the bottom of my hill will be the beginning of a journey that I know I am now ready for.