Nine hours, give or take.
Five states and two time zones, to be precise.
Two adults and three children, more or less.
Eight out of the last ten days away from home and surrounded by family. Home in a different way.
Now, we have First Days. Exciting, well-intentioned, fickle days.
New goals. Lofty, well-intentioned, fickle goals.
I hope to make it to day three.
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