When we got to the lake I anticipated that I would have an anxiety attack and turn the car back around and just drive home, but as we got closer surprisingly I only got sick to my stomach. I walked into the visitor center and saw all of our family and friends and I didn't feel sad or even upset like I thought, instead I felt love and support. It was so nice visiting with everyone and just sharing that with all of them. I went out on the deck and was just looking out on the water, when the harbor master from that night walked up to me and starting talking to me more about what happened that night. Some things he told me gave me peace others made me upset and sick to my stomach, but it was so nice hearing his side of what happened and what he also went through that night. I do feel like he answered some pretty big questions I had of the events that happened before I even got there. He told me that when I was ready he would take me out on the boat and show me the locations of where everything took place, I'm very grateful that he is so willing to help me find the answers and closure I need.
We walked down to the shore and wrote down a wish or memory of Logan and Chad and put the lanterns in the water and watched them float away. Standing there with my family and friends is exactly what I needed, it was so peaceful and beautiful. The Great Salt Lake is no longer the scary place that turned my life completely upside down and that I feared, but instead just gave me that peaceful closure that I had always wanted.


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