Note: This will be a series of short stories from my trip. I will add onto each page as time goes on. 

Towards the end of 9th grade, I was attending a decently-sized, all-girls school in the heart of downtown when my mom decided to move us across town to Littleton, Colorado.

Instead of going to my Biology lecture on the morning of April 14, I rushed to the valley to enjoy the final dusting of snow for the season. 

Since shaking hands with Governor Jared Polis after watching him sign the bipartisan “Right to Try” bill, I’ve been in a state of shock… for lack of better words. I just haven’t been myself. 

I’ve officially reached the age where I don’t know any less than my parents do, when it comes to a lot of things.