On Sept. 16, 2018, we summited Mount Katahdin and concluded the most surreal, beautiful, and challenging experience of our lives. The last day felt like a dream. The five-mile stretch to Katahdin’s summit was spent passing hikers we’d spent the better part of the past 1,000 miles with, all exchanging congratulatory high-fives and hugs. I remember my heart racing as the infamous sign’s silhouette revealed itself through the fog. I remember tears falling freely as my hands finally met its weathered surface. ...