have kids, will adventure
We arrived home late last night from our first big trip since enduring pandemic life, of which felt a little too close to my generation’s beloved Oregon Trail. Sure – we PCS’ed last summer and we’ve taken long weekend trips to Chicago, Milwaukee, and Saugatuck but this one was our first big trip since outfitting
I am Michigan born but not bred. Having parents that hailed from the Great Lakes State ensured that we spent a couple of weeks in Michigan every summer, which was a tall order for the 10 years we lived in Arizona. My mother’s family had a cottage in Glen Arbor and to this day, I’ll
There is really no way to know that you’re in the good old days until you’ve actually left them. The art of looking back fondly is a somewhat idiosyncratic effect of human nature. We always seem to have a more idealized take on our experiences when we’re looking at them through the rearview mirror. While we
