I know I’ll want this journal to look back on in years to come. The week we couldn’t get a bar of cell service to save our lives, wifi didn’t exist, tears flowed in worship and laughs snapped our ribs. The first time we rode horses as a family, where our children tasted sweet independence and the Stanford experience we’re so grateful for came full circle all at once. Where our lungs ached for our lower sea level but the greediness of our eyes would settle to never set their gaze on another view as long as we lived. The summer our babies were 7, 5 and 2. Estes Park. Family Camp. 2022.
Magic on top of magic with a heaping scoop of magic filled to overflowing.
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Where did you stay in For you family
Camp? Looks gorgeous! Glad you have these special memories.
We went to Wind River Ranch!! Heavenly!!
Seriously one of the most beautiful places to be in summer, is Colorado