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We’ve been a little bit of everything.

Awed by the work of the rain gutters.

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Dejected on the beach. If that’s possible.

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Overly-elated at our balancing abilities.

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Undeterred by the thunder and cloud cover on a not-so-105 degree day.

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And I mean…

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We’ve been so happy…

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We don’t care who knows about it.

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And we’ve been at peace. Hunkered in a tube…

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With a hundred others.

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We’ve been far–far away in a book.

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A couple of times.

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Drained by the cacophony of urban camping.

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And been thrilled to be alive, scraping cereal with a plastic fork out of bowl the size of a dog dish.

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But today…today at 10:23 a.m. When a certain plane lands in Wenatchee. A plane carrying Husband. And Daddy. A plane allowing us to converge after twelve days a part, we’ll be weepy and unrestrained and pretending we’re not either of those. I mean. We could celebrate with fireworks.

But. Then…

They’ll already be bursting from our hearts.


One Response to “United. On Independence Day”

  1. Bethany Grasley says:

    This is awesome Jeanne!! I so LOVE your blog!
    Thanks for sharing. 🙂

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