We set out for an adventure. Camping in Joshua Tree and sleeping under the stars was calling us, and this weekend we answered. I honor the majesty of Mother Nature and the beauty she shares with us. I also respect the unforgiving elements that reveal personal weaknesses and insecurities. My experience with camping is a beginner level at best. Raised to be an indoor princess, I feel the challenges of not having personal and private access to running water and bathrooms. Sleeping on the ground is another pain in the neck and back that I do not accept graciously. Although my complaints persisted in my head, I marveled in the wild freedom that was gifted to me and my family. Seeing my sons run through the desert jumping over dry river beds and witnessing their imaginations take flight was a glimpse into the wild nature we are called to return to. All material desires cannot survive the unrelenting climate of the desert. You must adapt to the surroundings or accept the consequences. Distractions can be disastrous, and lack in preparation can result in failure to survive. This journey uncovered my dependent nature on comfort and familiarity. I want to challenge myself to break away from those personal parameters I have constructed in my mind and become desert strong. Able to withstand any extreme and bloom beyond what I imagined possible.