Just Write: Details Missed.

We book the nights far, far away months ahead and they creep up on us. We are both swamped with obligations and commitments and people but we say to each other, we booked this and we're going.

We pile into the van for a four plus hour drive. The Iron Range, they call it, we'll see it, we'll enjoy it.

I realize on our drive there that if we hadn't booked this way back when we wouldn't have done this. He'd be working and calling and I'd be writing and juggling. Even home is distracting some days.

So I sit contemplative and grateful that we knew months ago what we needed mid-October.

We would have missed hearing H declare much past bedtime the night we arrived that "this is our new home". We'd have missed Ludwig the dog we claimed as our own as we walked the resort path and threw sticks about. We would have missed walking a small town street of shops and the old fashioned candy store I'm always a sucker for where they sell boxes of candy cigarettes for a quarter. So I buy 4.

We'd have missed losing E in a Wells Fargo bank in our quest to find a public restroom. We'd have missed fearless swimming and hot tub time.

And I'd have missed lying between the two in a quest for them to find sleepiness, listening to them laugh, making funny noises and finally falling fast asleep. I admit I laid there scared to move for awhile after wishing I could know for sure they were really asleep. But then I realized I could have missed this and I'm going to miss this.

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