One of the fabulous sights we saw on our Taos vacation was a sight we didn’t know existed until we got there: The Rio Grande Gorge Bridge. It sits 650 feet above the Rio Grande, connecting a highway. Sidewalks are provided for walking across the bridge.
The first thing Candy Corn Bow Tie On A Shelf o’ the Day and my Halloween-colors Tie o’ the Day had to do when we stopped on the bridge to take photos was, of course, to strike the pose of all folks having their pic taken above water: pretend to dive into the whatever-body-of-water it is. Suzanne’s thumb also managed to do the dive pose for the photo, right along with Bow Tie.
We were all enjoying the spectacular views, and suddenly Bow Tie found this suicide crisis call box. We were reminded that for some people a phenomenal bridge and a river can look like a way out of indescribable pain. I was sad the box was necessary, but glad it was there for someone in such desperate pain.
I stood on The Chesapeake Bay Bridge in Maryland on the night of January 7, 2000. I was done. As I waited for whatever I was waiting for before I jumped, the bridge and the bay and the sky came together in such a way that I felt almost lightning-struck by the scene’s elegance. Its beauty called me back to solid ground. I didn’t want to miss this. I can’t explain it beyond that.
I’m so thankful you had that moment to bring you back to me. ❤️