I don't want to forget that we have the freedom to head to the hills at 11am on a beautiful Friday morning...a joy of home school.
When the days are long and parenting knocks the life right out of you,
I want to remember the easy hike in the green grass, with the sunshine filling our hearts, hunting for mushrooms to photograph and frolicking with the dog.
These are the memories...not the arguments over fractions and geography and all the other things that zap my strength.
I want to bask in the glory of motherhood and adventure...because they do go hand in hand...
on a long walk up and over the hills.