Of all the finishlines there has only been one where they didn't wait for me (it was past the boys' bedtime in a very cold Patagonia). How my beloved Hubs manages to correctly predict my finish time (or keep our lovelies occupied for long stretches when he was too ambitious on my behalf) I don't know. But he does. Everytime. And seeing the three of them there, in the distance, eagerly waiting, jumping and cheering, has me crossing finishlines in grateful tears. Everytime.
Choosing family and family time is more rewarding than anything else. We are beyond lucky if we indeed get to make such a choice. (2nd pic from #Retto2016 by @tvrugtman )
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