I used to think a lot about the places that I would take you. The adventures that we would go on and the miraculous things in this world that we would experience. Finding the perfect red leaf on the sidewalk leaving the airport in Virginia. Seeing seals shove each other off a dock like MMA wrestlers. Burning the soles of our feet as we walked on hot concrete in Arizona, hours after the sun had gone down. Adding to the bubblegum wall in Seattle. Hearing the music of the freeway in California with Paw Paw and Jode. Feeling the sunlight on our backs at the hillside stop in Oregon. Looking out over the bay and counting sailboats in Florida. Through millions of tiny moments we find the teacher is sometimes the student and the student is sometimes the teacher. Above all though....with you, I always find myself.
