For the past few days, K and I have enjoyed our morning strolls at dawn. We start in the dark and hustle up to the high plateau to see the sunrise. Yesterday, the sunrise show awed me. We ascended onto the plateau just before the sun crested nearby hills.
During this sojourn with my family, I've realized how thankful I am for so many gifts in my life. Of course, the Duo sits near the top of the list. Walking through the forest each morning with K feels like a stolen moment - or a gift. So far, we've cheated the worst case scenarios, and my girl can hike by my side again. She's reached that age where we have an easy-going partnership, requiring few words. We ramble along, knowing how lucky we are to be together.
I think that I'll be wishing upon the full moon every month - at least until we know that K is completely out of the woods.