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.
1 comment:
love our walks and talks :)
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