Our Last Day in Gettysburg

 

Our Last Day in Gettysburg

Our time in Gettysburg is coming to an end, and I find myself both grateful for the days we’ve had here and humbled by the weight of its history.

This morning, I set out on a hike to Big Round Top and wandered through Devil’s Den. Standing in those places where so much was lost, I could almost feel the echoes of the past woven into the rocks and trees. It was both grounding and haunting, a reminder of how fragile peace can be.

Later in the day, I strolled through downtown Gettysburg, where life bustles on in cheerful shops and streets, before heading to the farmers market. The energy of the town today feels like such a contrast to its past, and I couldn’t help but marvel at how a place once marked by unimaginable suffering now pulses with life and community.

To close out our visit, we followed a recommendation and dined at the Garryowen Irish Pub. What a treat! The food was incredible, the beer was perfectly refreshing, and the Irish Coffee… well, that was the icing on the cake—warm, rich, and beyond yummy. It was the perfect ending to our stay, a moment of comfort after days filled with learning and reflection.

Gettysburg leaves me with so much more than memories of a trip. It leaves me with perspective, gratitude, and a deep respect for all who came before us.