The Day I Walked to the Bridge

School started last week for the littles and that, of course, means a few hours for mommy to embrace some solitude. The one morning I dropped them off, I started walking on one of the paved trails popular in Anacortes which runs along the water. 

This is going to sound ultra cheesy and dramatic, but bear with me, please. I had tears in my eyes when my feet set foot on the bridge area of the trail. In the last few years of being these boys' momma, it was an unattainable part of the trail, a couple miles down from my starting point. There was somebody who always wanted out of the stroller or threw a snack overboard, or there was a nap time to keep in mind. I'm sure we could have made it, but it just wasn't a pleasurable experience. My kids have never been stroller bunnies and I never really conditioned them to be, anyways.

So when I breezily crossed the bridge the other day, I found my eyes watering because it was just so damn simple and joyful.