On the way up to Duluth, Caden kept asking, “I want to go to Da-woof?”
I made sure to let him know we’d be there soon. And if he closed his eyes and we’d get to Duluth even faster.
After about the 1,000 time, it worked. We had a quiet road and sleepy boys for the rest of the short ride.
Our days were filled at the beach throwing rocks.
And our nights were too.
It’s not as dramatic as the picture I showed you last week, but this is by far the best light house I’ve ever seen.
I feel so lucky to have been able to get away with the family. I was reminded how much I love spending time them. Things haven’t been so easy for me lately. I feel a little like I’m stumbling in the dark after living a life with such strong direction and purpose in Lincoln. I felt such a connection and tie with the community there. I’ve been pushing myself to get out and meet people, hoping my direction here will unleash itself. I know if takes time, but sometimes I feel a little lost. Or trapped. Or directionless. I’m not quite sure what. I know it will all work itself out with time. I am thankful to have such a great little family and for all of my dear friends that look out for me.
Thank you for listening and I promise to be back tomorrow with a regular dose of happy. xo