One week in the woods.
Just my kids and me.
We slept by the fire and swam in the river. We hiked in the forest, gathered acorns and the first fall leaves. We hunted for crystals, caught snakes and woolly bears and marveled at eagles. We explored and played, rested and dreamed.
And now we're home.
Oh, how I love coming home.
Because no matter how magical the time away the familiar comfort of home is waiting when we return.