We escaped briefly for the weekend: Beloved Husband, Offspring the Third, and I met up with Cherished Friend at a familiar, peaceful campground. Just what we needed.
I could see the stress and strain of Worldly Cares gradually fall away from the three menfolk. It was nice to see. They probably could have used more time away; this time, though, just the weekend would have to do.
I immersed myself in the quiet and the trees and read a somewhat weird but engrossing book. I could have used more time away, too.
Nevertheless: what a relief to be away from The Daily Grind.
It was Good.
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