Craig and I made our way over to the edge.Pausing to peer into the
valley below, we stood in silence, amaxed at how far we had come. As if
the moment itself was not enough, Craig surprised me with a gold charm(a small piece of jewelry often worn on bracelets)
in the shape of Half Dome. He said, "This is the first mountain to add to
the bracelet i gave you..." as I held the handcrafred ornament in my
hand, I was amazed at ots likeness. It was smooth on the back, resembling
the perfecly bell-shaped dome, the front being chiseled, replicating
its famous broken granite face. Craig took a moment to express how
proud hewas of me, seying, "When ou were really sick and I had to help
you up the stairs at night, I always looked at yhe famous Ansel Adams
photo of Half Dome hung on the stairway wall and wondered if we'd
ever make another cilmb. "We had done it; we were here at the top of the
mountain--a long way from those nights of not knowing what the future would bring