....we headed to the lake. It was a short walk along a beautiful path. As much as I enjoyed the walk, I especially enjoyed who I was walking with...my husband and children, my brothers, my sister-in-law and my niece....my cousins and their children....my FAMILY!
Not long before my dad died, we went to Tennessee to his family reunion. It was set deep in the hills...also among beautiful trees and waterfalls. We hiked along a trail, my dad found a walking stick for himself...then one for the kids. Weston threw rocks into the trees....do did his Pa. This walk reminded me of that day, with my dad....a day I am ever so grateful I had.
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