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We have spent the past nine weeks of our lives on an incredible adventure. We have seen amazing sights and pushed the limits of our comfort zone. I, personally, have grown and gained invaluable insight and perspective into certain aspects of my life that have been a bit of a confusing puzzle for many years.
I’ve been amazed at the courage my two little girls possess. They are incredible. Their intelligence and maturity has me in awe. They are kind-hearted, compassionate, polite, capable little people. I am so proud of them.
I’ve learned that it’s true; you really can’t go home. And the longer a person has been away from home, the more that proves to be true. I’ve realized that I need to heed my inner voice, especially when it is screaming at me. I’ve learned that I can let go of the past and live fully in the present. It’s okay to do what I know to be right for myself and my family, unapologetically and in spite of others disagreeing.
I’ve discovered that the word “family” means different things to different people and it can be surprising, sometimes, to discover just who comprises your family.
If you’ve ever wondered if doing without and simplifying life can actually bring about personal growth and a heightened awareness of what is really important, I can say, undeniably, it does. The old adage - you don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone - is accurate but incomplete. It should end with - but you learn to appreciate what’s left so much more.
This has strengthened my little family, and we were a pretty cohesive unit to begin with. We are quite a team.
We are going back to the mountains - my husband, two little girls and I - because that is home. It’s where I left my heart nine weeks ago.
And it’s there still, awaiting my return.
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