Have you ever been told to get lost? Well, I did just that yesterday, by accident. I tried to retrace my steps on my own from the hike I took with my buddy I told you about last week. I foudn myself lost on a trail and scared like a little girl. I may have even shed a tear because I was scared and didn’t see a soul for about 45 long minutes. After my cry, I shook it off and began to be thankful. I looked around and had an immense about of gratitude for the beauty I was in, the time I had to get lost, and the crisp morning air in my lungs. It was a gift. Maybe you need to get lost, too, to be reminded of the little things that make up your big heart. Hey sis, “Get lost.”