The other day, upon hiking back to the Bear’s Den, my mind wandered to Lance Mackey, who at the time was still driving a dog team on the Iditarod trail.
It seems like just yesterday he and the love of his life, Tonya, took up residence in the tiny Rustic Russ hand-built cabin we call the Bear’s Den.
They stayed for three nights, tucked away in our Ursus americanus woods.
We were blessed to have both Lance and Tonya make the trip from Alaska to Michigan.
It’s not often you see a couple who both grasp the same dream.
And hold on tight.
Both kind and gentle.
Humble and humorous.
Yet, tough and tenacious.
Equally yoked.
Race.
From the Greek word, agon.
From which we get the word ~ Agony.
Seems fitting for this year’s Iditarod.
While the world watched Lance head toward Nome, securing a third consecutive victory, only Tonya could truly know what was playing in his mind.
Only a wife knows.
Nome ~ together again. Victorious.
Husband and wife.
Congratulations Mackeys ~ mission accomplished.
“Let us run the race that is before us and never give up.”
Hebrews 12:1
Until tomorrow ~ God willing,
Woodswoman
