Sunlit trails lead us through rustling grasses, lichens that crunch under foot, and sea urchin shells, as we draw closer to Callahan Cove. Wind worn stone rises up before us, temporarily blocking the steely blues of the Atlantic that we sense is close at hand. With vistas achieved, we stand in isolation and celebrate the twenty-five years of our union in this magical place. We marvel at the panorama before us, and are satisfied with what nature has offered. As if on cue, the leap of a giant suddenly centers our gaze to the spectacle of strength now in our presence. We soon realize that anything is possible in life if only you take a leap of faith.