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The miles I've traveled... the miles yet to go; they are a gift, a treasure. I have almost 300,000 miles on this old truck and yet when I go to start if each morning, it never fails me. I know it will age out someday, but not this day. This adventure mobile has been such a gift to me and it has carried me from one beautiful memory to another. When I reflect back upon even just the last two weeks, I find a thousand moments, memories I want to hold onto and savor. 

The blessing of family: parents, siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles and adopted family. None of us get to see each other enough, so when we are afforded the opportunity to do so, I find myself holding each minute carefully.

I awoke this morning with the to-do list for today/this week/this month pressing down upon me. It's still dark outside, though the sky isn't as dark as it was 10 minutes ago. If I could just set aside sleep for a month or so, perhaps I could get a better handle on all that I am behind on. I find that when the cabinet breaks, the stairs crack, the weather stripping comes loose, the fence post breaks, the roof leaks and the disposal gets jammed with another Lego, I feel the burden of those relatively small things as far heavier than it should be. I have many miles to go before I sleep - the sleep I wish I could avoid. Life, at a full gallop, is too fleeting; so, I have no choice but to let the beautiful minutes pass, but I will not let them fade.