Mom and I snuck out before sunrise to squeeze in one last Branson hurrah. With coffees in hand, we sped across town to Table Rock Lake—relishing the beauty of this morning’s stunning/ striking/ spectacular sunrise over the treetops of the pristine Ozark mountains and the serene lake of glass below.
Our walking trail was very quiet and there seemed to be scarcely anybody about… leaving us the freedom whistle along with the season’s first songbirds. But wherever the location, having mom to walk beside feels a bit like walking on sunshine…
Yes, a walk is better shared.
Life is better shared.
My family is an immense blessing to share life with.I’m so incredibly thankful for these memorable moments together.