So last weekend the family and I went camping. Never mind the fact that in Florida, in July, for Chrissake, it’s easily hot enough to melt all but the most expensive camping gear. We had fun. Fun because I’m blessed enough to be married to my best friend, fun because my kids are way smarter and more interesting than I am, and fun because that’s the best way to describe the exhilaration one feels after a near-death experience.
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