And home again

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One week later, we worked our way across the state, making our way toward home once more.

Away from this river that I know more deeply than perhaps any other place; away from these winding wooded trails that I skied as a kid myself.

Back home to Pete and our creek and this cozy home in this snug valley that holds us ever in its embrace. 

I don't take the flexibility for granted that allowed me a week with my kids to ski and snowshoe together in the Northwoods. Not anymore, anyway. I suppose I did when they were small, but today it all feels so different. 

These days are fleeting indeed. And I am grateful beyond words for each day that I am fortunate enough to be standing here, savoring it all, with my kids standing close at my side. 

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