Goodbye, Seattle. Our departure has left everyone in tears. It's always tough to leave family, but now, my kids experience the same pain and it feels, to me, even more amplified. •
Two people met and married; one from east coast, and one from west coast. Their marriage made children and left them minding the gap for all of time, having once-a-year visits if they were lucky. •
That's part of my story. And also, a deep love and gratitude for family is all the more precious because of the gap. •
Incredibly heart broken, holding hands with my big kid across the airplane aisle, tears down my cheeks, the green hills give me one last peek-a-boo, the mountain a ghostly wave goodbye as we slip into the clouds and beyond... who knows when I'll see you next...
Today, we went to Ballard Locks and happened to show up while a standard M-F lesson was going on, AND a school field trip walked in. We heard some deep heritage of this place and I realized how amazing it was for me to learn about the local wildlife as part of the curriculum of my clearly childhood education and participate in hatching and releasing salmon of my own. •
So far in Texas education, I haven't heard of my boys learning local wildlife there. However. They also dont have homework, so... it's hard to know what they're really learning!
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Anyway, this is a memory I will forever cherish: my kids and my bestie, and a sliver of the beauty of the PNW.
